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Friday, August 18, 2006

From Cornucopia

Since Cornucopia He wakes, and the tributaries race through a lifetime. Newly married, he sits on the edge of bed. “My love,” he says, and tears find the edge of his eyes. Thunderous, those memories… years, like the wax of burning candles, they roll from flame of younger days. A shiver… he remembers... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Diary

Diary Cooked two magnificent Red Snapper filets last night. Julienne summer squash carrots, zucchini, and chopped basil. I topped the snapper with a visit from my girlfriend also, a room temperature banana chutney. The Stag’s Leap cabernet bit the back of my tongue. Wrong, what I’d said to her. The... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 9, 2006

There is no tomorrow

There Is No Tomorrow You will not close the door on a sunset tonight… Every minute a fortune passing to seas of was… love is not worry, risk was only that, and there is no point in war… we talk of what we have today, and need no more than what we have… without tomorrow memories will be remembered... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 8, 2006

In Traffic I hit the brakes and the stop makes me think of his death. In traffic my mind sorts itself. I find better plans for new beginnings, as the streets wind under me. Rain pelts the windshield and I wonder why the challenger exploded, and I quit work. I live for now in the car my island on the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 7, 2006

Me Who am i who’s scared of me but i am i scare me who could be scared troubled i am a simple drip of dread but I do sleep, it slips through me morning scares me confronting days push me in to me and i run from me we try to iron me crisp for show but this life is running me crumbling me im dripping... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 5, 2006

Wilbur Fisk On The Train

Wilbur Fisk On The Train And on the train, clack, and clack, sends me almost to sleep, but, I sneak awake. A jet carves sky, as a train with wings, we spy one another, I’m sure. Out my window, weeds lean, from a push I cannot see. A steel bridge stands in the water, more of us drive its back. The... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 4, 2006

Whys

Whys It’s hot here, by the Flatiron building. The breeze, a convection of hot city breath. Conversations take place amongst the flocks in the streets. Perspiration, a communal wash, on high today. My pen slips through my fingers as though it’s annoyed with me. The hanging haze, forms halos around an... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 31, 2006

Circus

Circus A clown owned real-estate on the edges of a rotten town. The thin man beat his wife, and carved elephants out of pine. A juggler ate rice tonight from a stark container by the ice air rolling from a refrigerator. The bearded lady masturbated, while bathing in a claw footed tub. Stuffed... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 21, 2006

missing you

Missing you A trellis of want grows, when I am away from you. In my mind I set a stone... and build, a bridge to you. Hayward 2006 Sign in to see full entry.

New Chicken

New Chicken She could almost walk, balance was a teeter, just this side of fall. Barely past, one year old, she understood when spoken to, but, when she tried, it seemed she was a better walker. On this day, she reeled in front of me, the walking was working, but words were train cars, on an uneven... Sign in to see full entry.

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