Love is after the dead,
And they will soon rise.*

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I palpate with words
As often
     As with my hands.*

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Peace, make way to me.
I empty me
     Of poetry.*

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Explore the outer space,
Like poets
     Are not yet there.*

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My poems attest
That I lived
     As I
          For them.*

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Love is the only struggle
We truly want
     To face.*

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Get me a dictionary.
Poetry
     Is sorcery to me
          Sometimes.*

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Sadness cannot withstand
A godly array
     Of poetry
          Called Love.*

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2/12/15
1:49am
little words
inside your face
make up quite
a lovely lace

find the one
that makes it true
for you for you
for you for you

plant it in the soil soil

2/12/15
1:50am
find the time
to do an intricate dance
learn to sing and learn to prance
I know it's quite an interesting stance
but give it a chance give it a chance

2/12/15
1:51am
there's motion in the wordkin
like the birds they fly together
they look to eachother to see
which way they want to be want to be

2/12/15
1:52am
new page new page
wrinkling like the old age
find the witch find the king
find the queen find the mage

be them all be them all

2/12/15
1:57am
Absent-minded
Bread
Crumbs
Don't
Ever
Fight
Going
Hither
Infinitely
Jingling, the
Kangaroo
Lagoon,
Monsoon #
Nineteen,
Ochre
Pinelands, a
Quiet
Respite
Starting
To
Understnd
Virtue
While
Xe
Yearns
Zealously

2/12/15
2:04am
blue ink deep blue sky
moonshine moondrops
floating dock moonshimmer
moonshimmer glass ripple
water lap cloud breath
sing sway sailboat
billow flag billow
wind kissed sails
easy cool breeze

forevereverland

What a classic tragedy!
A small fragility
     Covered by fragilities.*

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