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Love in the Time of Monsters

This is a story about the monsters and lovers and the gory pawns in between. This is a story about how they become the same thing. How my ribs break themselves to let her scrape her way between the flesh … Continue reading

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The Ocean

The Ocean has its silent caves, Deep, quiet, and alone; Though there be fury on the waves, Beneath them there is none. The awful spirits of the deep Hold their communion there; And there are those for whom we weep, … Continue reading

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Blind Curse

You could drive blind for those two seconds and they would be forever. I think that as a diesel truck passes us eight miles east of Mission. Churning through the storm, heedless of the hill sliding away. There isn’t much … Continue reading

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Babylon

The child alone a poet is: Spring and Fairyland are his. Truth and Reason show but dim, And all’s poetry with him. Rhyme and music flow in plenty For the lad of one-and-twenty, But Spring for him is no more … Continue reading

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Time..

Time is very slow for those who wait; very fast for those who are scared; very long for those who lament; very short for those who celebrate; but for those who love, time is eternal.

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I Sing the Body Electric

This is the female form, A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot, It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction, I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside … Continue reading

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The Elements

You must do battle with Eros. I am more worried about space, pressed for details collapsed in chaos with my sword holding up the sky, the girl said. They cared not for love lying ever that they loved But I … Continue reading

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Stanzas

I’ll not weep that thou art going to leave me, There’s nothing lovely here; And doubly will the dark world grieve me, While thy heart suffers there. I’ll not weep, because the summer’s glory Must always end in gloom; And, … Continue reading

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I Carry Your Heart With me

I carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my … Continue reading

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