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197 · Jul 2016
Insomnia
PelicanDeath Jul 2016
the smell of smoke drifts
from the burning mountains

your breath moving
the strands of my hair

new light touches
the corner
of the bedside table
and tells me
what i don't remember
PelicanDeath Sep 2017
the sun
burning on
his narrow back

he feels the weight
of his sweat growing

bruises along
the inner folds
of his shirt

flowers
yellowing in
the late afternoon
touch the inside
of his wrist

sunlight breathes
through the grass
like a distant voice
188 · Jun 2015
Coin 30
PelicanDeath Jun 2015
count the ducks
on the water
gentle lines
lain silver
discarded
in their wake
183 · Jun 2015
A Wednesday Morning
PelicanDeath Jun 2015
there was a snowstorm promised
on the morning news
and as i tossed old clothes
into the garbage
i thought of a bird
i saw once
dark feet curved around
the handle of a shopping cart
he spread his wings
in the limp winter sunlight
and cried one harsh note
181 · Jun 2015
Love Poem
PelicanDeath Jun 2015
show me the way
your words fall
with the flutter
the wind stirs
in a blooming tree
180 · Jun 2015
Figment 7
PelicanDeath Jun 2015
i dreamed
of the ocean again
last night
silver lined
the water and
the hanging
shadows of the gulls
the waves
curling like fingers
against the sand
179 · Jun 2015
Coin 27
PelicanDeath Jun 2015
i helped you cut
your hair the night before
music was playing and
none of your windows
had curtains
they let in the timid air
unhindered
your hair fell
stiff and silver
little needles piled
in the bathroom sink
179 · Jun 2017
Transition
PelicanDeath Jun 2017
your hands in
the breathing quiet

darkness softens
grey into
the hidden corners

the new morning rises
pale and
soft bellied
PelicanDeath May 2018
new oranges wait
unpeeled
in an open basket

his mother
moves
in the half-light

fingers working
-small reflections
in the early hours

morning shadows
caught
like words
between us
171 · Nov 2017
A Room Alone
PelicanDeath Nov 2017
night in the long hours
quiet like the inside
of a suitcase

somewhere
a fire is burning

darkness moves
a breath against
the heavy wall
blind and
pillow soft
160 · Nov 2017
With Love
PelicanDeath Nov 2017
summer ages with
a sudden hour
thin and
sun-softened

words follow
like leaves
each their own
separate turning

my sister tells me
what i don't remember

morning softens
bleeding into
a new light

and she begins
again
160 · Jun 2015
Night Thoughts
PelicanDeath Jun 2015
the night sits cold and crackling
smoke stirs around the edges
anonymous burn
there are certain things
that i remember
my father on some nights
would sit outside
our front door
watching a storm pass
the lit tip of
his cigarette
burning orange against
a ruse of broken glass

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