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Archive for April, 2008

Air

Your skin and mine
The clothes we wear
And the air between
My skin and yours
The clothes we wear
And the air between
Your clothes and mine
Our skin
And nothing between.

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Carry

I carried you
I remember
On my back
We were running round the track
For some reason
Or another
But all I recall
Is your heart
Beat, steady,
Next to mine
How your hair
Brushed my face
Your voice, in my ear
And your breath,
On my neck, as we
Laughed
At our silliness.

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Boy

There is a lost boy,
Somewhere,
Hungry and cold
Unsure of
Waiting, watching
Or to have something
Done.

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Vigil

Midnight vigil,
And perhaps,
I will meet death
As I sleep,
Waiting/Dreaming
For you to come.

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Mono

“And perhaps one day, some day, I will be able to cover that distance. But in the meantime, it feels as though I have nothing to hold on to, not the air in my hand, not a gesture, or even a turn of phrase. What, then, am I looking for? Some part of me believes [...]

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