Monthly Archives: August 2010

Whine The Wind For Another Tale

Posted on August 26, 2010 by

Trickling some laughs and rippling steam, allow my hands to palm the curve, and smell my sense and shake the salt. Ears and waves her boiler-room shy, trust the touch; the experience of age. Smell your sense and shake it … Continue reading →

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You Pompous Jerk

Posted on August 25, 2010 by

Find out where it is and toast it – fire it – melt it. See what it is and claim no ownership. Live it, breathe it – fight for it – discard it. Sweep up pips and pops, bangs and … Continue reading →

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Dance the Sin

Posted on August 22, 2010 by

A little less bible, give me the belt. Make me blue, give me wings, make the house jive coffee, make it simmer, jump and trip the wires – let it rip my cords. Flash-time purpose, pinch and feel my throat. … Continue reading →

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Fast on a Track, Quick to Go

Posted on August 19, 2010 by

Way down where the hands meet mine – my gloves, the tights and my round-steamed hints. I am boogie, the dance up top, the willow that bends and the freak out lyric – rattle cups, brittle nails. My oh, my! … Continue reading →

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The Guide, The Snort and Diem

Posted on August 19, 2010 by

Make little dimples in the air, the ones you drew in water, the currents – the sounding of the horns; the hunt. The leaves flow down, they pause for breath – and the source of beat, the sound of heat, … Continue reading →

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Bruises Upon Bruises

Posted on August 18, 2010 by

Let’s search the stars and find your life, beyond this street; your neighborhood. Find the thoughts once thought, the particulars of minds lay dormant – who no longer reach. Be friends with twinkles, the faded sheets; of life that separates … Continue reading →

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