Curious about
           the way
                   you built this
                                               solid ground
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so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so fast
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Won't deny that
               It is so much easier to walk, think, smile, laugh
                                                 live
                             There is no crumbling world around my ears
                                                            ­      there is no pouring salt water
                                                           ­                                flowing freely from fallen faces
                                                           ­                                                             HOWE­VER
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quest­ions questions questions uncertain uncertain uncertain doubtful doubtful doubtful real real real  
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I­ can see that rose is red
              I can see it grows
                               I can see it bend
                                              I can see it snap
                                                            ­     It looks like a **** to me
                                                              ­                A **** that makes your fingers drip
                                                            ­                                  Rose seeds
                                                           ­                                   so red
                               it all depends on how tight you hold the stem

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I boarded a train, it zig zagged--quick, unstoppable uncontrolled. It was nice. It was, steel
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peered through the window
of this train
(slightly fogged, slightly blurred)        
But I managed to make out the image of
this girl
(this woman?)
whose back rested against the cushion, eyes wide, face open, shoes tied
she mirrored
impressionism
I noticed
the small details
her coat was covered
her hands were covered
                                                        ~­ with red rose seeds~

surrounded*          surrounded                    surrounded­   surrounded
surrounded                                   I am
   surrounded                                              remin­ded
               surrounded                          of a breeze when                            surrounded
                  ­                               I think                                                        s­urrounded
  surrounded                                        ­             of you
                                                     here with me                                                             ­ surrounded
                                         * sometim­es overwhelming
surrounded*                                   *sometimes gentle                    *surrounded
              surrounde­d                                  always surrounding                             surrounded
                                                    ­        b r  e  e  z   e  s though
              surrounded                           t­hey are moving                                     surrounded
      surrounded               here             * there*             fast             slow            
                                            ­                           they come                                                           ­     surrounded
                                     surrounded                                                     ­    they go
                                                            ­                 Can I rely on a b  r ee z e                                   surrounded
                     surrounded                              Can I rely on...............
                                       surrounded                     surrounded           .........       surrounded
             .......................                ............              ­   .............            ...................
    ........
....
**­you

His cane bares as many wrinkles
as the tired sagging years
of skin
Trembling, the scuffle of leather
on the grass
ssswwwwissshhhhh
was not heard over the drags of
fresh air
New as it enters aged as it leaves
Does that glassy stare
see?
Is he searching for an X on the road?
or is he purely on a quest to
move
one swish in front of the other
escaping the burn of age
the spike of purpose the rush of
world
always better than the rush of
pills
8 a.m. "Have a nice day!" Grab, lean back, swallow
8 p.m. "Have a nice night!" Grab, lean back, swallow
escape.
shivering slightly
in the lonely place
skin thin as a
poorly made jacket
in seeps
all the cold
weathered from the storm of
living
the storm of
deaths

swwiisshh

-just move-

swwiisshh

-lean on the cane, lean on the pills-

swwiisshh

the Lonely Place, I live in the Lonely Place

swwiisshh

-NewOld  breathe  NewOld  breathe NewOld-


swwiis. Gaspgaspgaspgaspgasp

-Hold heart, reach reach-


*"I'm Scared".

hate hating
but for you?
I promise I'll try
                                                    


                                                      liar

we can watch the waiter clean the dripping puddle of spilled chocolate milk and see how he looks at me disapproving my clumsy hands kinda wishing I never stepped foot in the restaurant and later we should try swimming but not in a pool not in a pond but a great lake (with jellyfish that don't sting) and the ripples will flatten out mimicking the puddle of chocolate milk against the white towel and deep into the night we can imagine the number of glowing bulbs and blades of grass never ending just like the moment just like the day just like the way your hand moves over my arm gliding smooth smooth and flowing glassy without interruption highlighting the way a group of words can manage to escape punctuation leaving behind the choppy tension only dancing on and on to a place that can't be ended with a simple spot of ink directly below the last letter**.

citrus

it smells like
citrus
in this room

left in the trash
all twisted
torn
orange

did it taste
bitter?
too ripe. was it
too old?

burned
I bet
when the juice hit your
small cuts. small cuts
almost healed- but it still had to
hurt. just a bit
just a bit?

but that was awhile ago
from the looks of it
wedged down there
in the stupid trash

that doesn't matter
ok?
no one feels bad about
the action of peeling
an orange
nobigdeal

I was just saying that
this room
(which was always too small)
still carries the
hint
of
citrus

As I fall
little cannon bursts
of cut ribbon
yellow green blue
I will rain
on your parade
but the good kind
if there is such a thing
and maybe ill land
in your hands
on your shoulder
in your hair
and I'll get to be with you
even though I'm not
there
just pretend I'm the confetti
in the air
the drink in your veins
the pillow by your shoe
the couch you passed out on
it's whatever one you choose
just as long as you pretend
in some way
too


hmm....immediate sequel

actually you know what
don't pretend anything
don't say a single lie
don't utter a  false sentence
mean everything

next time, count me in
and we can watch the confetti
together