Tag Archives: passion

Many Ghosts

Many people in my life have been consumed by fiction. Fiction is a monster. Fiction is a glutton. Like ego, like an insatiable wrath, it never gets enough, is never satisfied. Fiction has consumed and absorbed many people in my … Continue reading

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Drizzle

Listen raptly to the furls of drizzle pecking upon thin glass, and you will come to know how close dreams are to trespassing rare intimacy upon closed worlds and distances.

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Birds

By whirling reams of papered birds, the writer’s flights, short-lived, earn the keep of dreams daringly emptied.

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Shudder

By commonest savor, our tongues, twinned, have plunged brightly into moist nameless bits; our small histories rapt in lidless shudder.

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Dreams

Do not chase your dreams. Learn to keep still, truly still, and your dreams, rent from astral matter, will find you ready.

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In my Solitude

I, by entering my solitude more deeply, find you there, flagrant ember in the wordless dark, shining remnant of our love, unfettered.

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Pucker

Pucker, how love concentrates itself into the singular purpose of tendering a kiss to breathe Intimacy, unfettered.

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Siren

Blaming the siren is false, your heart chose drowning long before her call.

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Sorrow

The one we love, maimed– incident of karmic fate or the heart in flames?

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Course

Parched voices quicken, defying Time by true course– words ripen slowly.

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