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Slow Take

From the series, Japan Poems. The world disappears in the space between first sip and still life, adrift.

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Lost Highway

From the series, Japan Poems. Within the grainy pitch of the lost highway we the tellers traffic with liminal vim and want to engage the narcotic lore of stories found searching for a haunt to call their own.

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Lens

From the series, Japan Poems. To see sharply, with peak resolution, limits both the capacity and company of vision– Imagination’s most supple asset, it dreaming proof, dwells in soft focus on the solitary edge and cusp of vanishing.

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By Night

From the series, Japan Poems. In the hospitable equation of a bicycle, lighted doors, and people we cannot see, a hypnagogic nocturne forms fluently of its own accord, begetting incalculable solitude and lore to the trespasses of dreaming.

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Treaty

From the series, Japan Poems. At twilight, the softly paling into summer plum sky, sliver of moon suspended like a bone-white boomerang in the distance, narrow street courting its void with dignity, what kind of dream is this that reminds … Continue reading

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The Hours

From the series, Japan Poems. Outside the station monotony finds solace in ritual want mated to vagrancy and hours slow burned.

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Moonshot

From the series, Japan Poems. Rows of secret lives, in the shadow of the moon– River flow, syncing.

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Transit

From the series, Japan Poems. Train station at night, quiet keeps me company– First person dreaming.

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Cinema

From the series, Japan Poems. At night’s softest lyrical edge, dreams, untethered, come and go lightly. The cinema of our lives projected as a mutable course of flickering images, a tenure of opiate bewitchment, so soon fading.

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Nightwalk

From the series, Japan Poems. At night, the high-rise with the lighted siege of multi-colored eyes, grows stumpy legs and projects out of the earth to wander freely, without conviction or purpose. No one, not even the people living inside … Continue reading

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