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Little Pink Matches

Grace follows a girl who whispers love and wears a sweat in gentle tufts; corn and syrup.   Positively lovely, adorning the sky with curling lace and little pink matches, waiting to strike.   45 rpm, soprano lilt; return dear scent, fond … Continue reading

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Blue For Me and Black in Spades

Blue for me and black in spades.   One up and down with running totals – marked in blue and black for  you.   Blue of me who counts my cards and wilds imagination – blueways.   Black in prairie … Continue reading

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Bellow the Bloat and Waste the Lamb

We stand outside and bathe – in starlight and glow, of histories in context and roots.   Lives begun and deaths upon, stream showers of  eternal end and story.   Les lumières in canopy holding essence and finds – us who seeded the ground, that planted … Continue reading

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Blushed Romance and Foreign Lip-Lock

We sail smooth runners iced and swelled, in teas of black with Chinese talk-talk.   Lay your hands on me, such smoothness tickles; my fuzz and temptations – you feel.   It’s our room on Boulevard Saint-Germain where hush-hush is our … Continue reading

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Twinkles of Stars

We turn around and find  pinholes, water streams of light, from stars who swallowed and took our lives.   With sounds of snorts and whiskered, bully throats.   Whose heart am I searching, in this season of hello goodbyes?   We look upon … Continue reading

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Tears and Sentimentality

The ocean is licking the wounds of sadness and desperation. Each day as the tide flows out – with tears and sentimentality. 2012 Barry Comer

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Beat of Our Dreams, Sweet Thoughts

We climb to the stars baby – the stars’ ladder. We are those stars of charts and meanderings through the crystal skies, the jet-plane paths and blue oxygen. How far I climb is up to me, but all I see … Continue reading

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Backward Movemaker

Sitting on a hole in the sky – she flies – my mind drapes arms reaching – up the chute and down the even temperament; look below, the flow, the flow, the flow – the numb-horsed tropia – while the ringmaster whips. … Continue reading

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A Discharge in Dirt

Born dead with blinding light, we escape the mouth of time tugging back. Riding the light and the charge, it is a one-way straddle feeding the volts. Look up, gaze down – it’s where we end, a discharge in dirt. … Continue reading

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Sleep Dreamer

draw my hands that glide on water… Continue reading

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Sacred Ponder

Inciteful… choosing time to ponder. Continue reading

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The Lounge

Such a polished act, “who you mean”, your obscenity and crawling nails, they scratch the sidewalk, we lost all hope for You and walk with dark eyes; thrown from Your arms. You held the tickets, of children whose dreams and … Continue reading

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Morning Prayer

chins to ground among the shrill, hordes of anger with tiny voices of fruitless grain, ears sewn closed waves of wind, noise to white with mortal bites, elegant absence, mouths sewn open frosty views to simplicity of you, bastards of … Continue reading

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