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Oct 2014 Rhys CO

1978

Oct 2014 Rhys CO

bucky

1978

in the darkness he whispers your name,
and it's not a prayer, but it's not a goodbye, either.
war war war screaming at you from your sheets,
your pillowcase, that book lying open on the couch.
war war war underneath his fingernails
and all you can do is hold each other
(there's a heavy kind of magic in the air, today)

#lost #years

Sep 2014 Rhys CO

Doodles

Sep 2014 Rhys CO

Portland Grace

Doodles

When exactly will you stop drawing
in the margins
of your notebook?
When you are 35 and sorting through your taxes,
and it occurs to you
that you haven't written anything but your name
on real paper
in the last 8 years.
and, my god, when is the last time
you used
a pencil?
*Why did you stop drawing flowers?

Sep 2014 Rhys CO

The willow leaves fallen

Sep 2014 Rhys CO

Yosa Buson

The willow leaves fallen

The willow leaves fallen,
the spring gone dry,
rocks here and there.

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