#225. a glimpse

April 7, 2010

the day
has twisted
my thoughts into tempests
thwarted desires
lead me to the foot
of the bridge
my stone
is worn smooth
by the quiet noise
of the Endless

#100. to live

December 3, 2009

to live in the blind
to die
on a bridge in time.
send my final effects with magellan around capes horn and hope.
toss all my lover’s final pain on that ship
and if it sinks?
the moments remain.

#32. This is

September 27, 2009

This is

the us which is,
which lives.

Our lives
now shout with surprise.

We are surprised
only to find peace.

And yet peace
it tosses us

a tempest, you, us
I and the form

which is a new form
and is a delight.

Let the years delight
and Begin!

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