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A Hard Woman To Love
I hate the fucking fairy tales and what they’ve done and how they’ve separated you from me and me from you and me from me and you from you. Glamorous poverty, fashionable drama. I fucking hate it. Blechhhh But such is life, no? There is only 1 best hand to play and you won’t know…
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You can’t go
I can’t bear the thought of losing you Now that the possibility is so real There’s darkness there, underneath it all That I just don’t want to feel With you I’m sane, and safe and held, No matter if we fight Fighting, now, is just our language To try to do what’s right. But you’re…
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True Love:Enemy Combatant
We are enemy combatants Men and Women And the only revolutionary thing Enemy combatants can do Is to make true love. If there are people out there staking their claim to one side or the other Holding up their flag or holding the flag of the other, unless they have made true love They are…
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Fatherhood: Carrying Fire in the Darkness
Who knows the tremondosity of a young boys’ fear? I do. I do. I do. Little body, waif like knees – askance in the darkness New fingers rubbing tired eyes, alone, having given up Waiting beyond hope, to be rescued and taken in. I fly from my bed, beyond my shape and sedentary style I…
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My Dears
Yes yes my dears, I cannot let you out. You are too precious to me. Too… Too… Vital. I must keep you, dark and deep knowable to only me The way I like it That way, I see. My dears, my dears… So precious to me. My dears, my dears be quiet please I like…
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Burning Wood
I had forgotten the sweet burning wood Made more by that time of year, That quality of year. Summer’s burning is not the same And It felt so good to be home I’d been a long time, gone And it felt so good to be home.
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The Muse
Whether pen or pixel, have it close The muse moves swiftly as a ghost Unencumbered by thought or meaning Or time or place or convenient leaning The muse won’t wait, she’s an impulsive girl She saunters in and lights the world And I’ll scramble like a love struck boy All elbows and jostle, to record…
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The Greatest of all, The Journey
Heads whip, there’s so much to take in. Eyes wide, I cannot miss anything. Plains and caves and oceans and secret paths and hidden clearings in deep woods. Fully carved water routes through fields, invisible, impossible with cliffs for ants and Mississippi like for the waterbug. Monuments and islands carved by people and time, both…
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It Is So Much Bigger
A mother coddled her son. She asked, at every turn, “What would you like” “Oatmeal or eggs, fruit or toast” Both? “And how would you like it”, she asked. She attended to him. “Let me help you with your socks.” “Let me help you with your clothes.” “Let me help you be less frustrated.” “Let…
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Do Something Hard
The doldrums come fast But with a motor boat it doesn’t matter Of course, that’s the problem. I’m a sailor on a motorboat How did I get on this motorboat? Well it’s been a long time. A long, long time. And I have preferred fumes And power. And have forgotten That it’s the winds that…
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