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frog stew

there’s development because there always has to be to convince us that we haven’t stopped and if we have we’ve stopped because we’re there where we need to be which means more development and construction and building in this small creek tearing up the soil cutting down trees that show little rings no bigger than … Continue reading

something’s stuck in my mouth

the following are small snippets of something i can’t quite understand yet. maybe when i’m seventy i’ll finally get it, come back here, and say, ah, i was close. then, i’ll start again. * i have never known death to say no only life to stutter with maybe and not now and i’m tired aren’t … Continue reading

empty but still heaving

i see no shade behind the stone only sun above bleeding and revealing that there is no place to hide from the life lost living * a man killed himself near me and while they cleaned up after him like a baby i thought that if he could do such a thing so well there could’ve … Continue reading

park in son; or, grass stains

don’t watch my feet i can’t control them either just keep looking beyond me to whatever it is there if only i wasn’t in the way knowing that life isn’t too kind to the kind and living which is why so many people forget their childhood when they weren’t so hateful and sometimes forget their … Continue reading

the water needs to be changed

you told me to be the best me so i could get the best of you so i got to the top triumphant and full but you were not there any longer   no one was * she’s slumped in my bed lumpy and limping from a night that hasn’t happened yet but will when … Continue reading

smoke can be rekindled

the following is a following of emotion and disbelief. eat away. * with the candles on sidewalks the city is too warm but too cold too for they have gone elsewhere and we have stayed to light the way * i am convinced that there is no peace on this earth for even at its center … Continue reading

a water bucket at the top of its circular trip

the following is lost on loss * history is agony in the making which is why it birth pains and age stumbles wholly and totally making mistakes until there is no mistake left in death * the world from above looks blue and drowning underneath, it hurts always * in the end there will be … Continue reading

mirrors mirroring mirrors

when i see you seeing me i am narcissus drowning and clawing at anything which includes your hands holding mine together and stopping them from making the shadow of a butterfly against the sun that will leave me as icarus father of the fallen charmer of snakes a man in heaven without wings and you … Continue reading

rules of structure

i remember not knowing what to say when you said something i wished to forget and thinking that if you shift the i that i am we either become untied or united a simple mistake of order and time spent as a token of depreciation * there was once a time when there wasn’t a … Continue reading

tears reflect eyes

it was dawn when i met my creator and he asked why did i undo what he did and i said i meant to go quietly and not bother anyone but i made such a mess in the beginning with all that fluid and form and i was wailing and kept doing it when i … Continue reading