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24 – dream things

February 24, 2010 - 6:11 pm

Tags: prolix
Posted in Cheaper Than A Moleskine | No comments

The rinsing through of passing years
puts a fair amount of
stretch and fade
in to the spaces between mistakes.
Just three more minutes
on this cycle
and you will never have happened.

17 – between memories

February 14, 2010 - 11:32 pm

Tags: journal, prolix, sg33k, the year of thinking recklessly
Posted in The Zephyr and I | 2 comments

I was me before you.
I am me with you.
Just a tad more.

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7 – between memories

January 8, 2010 - 12:38 am

Tags: journal, prolix, the year of thinking recklessly
Posted in Electric Spaghetti | No comments

If we do not write, we will forget and be forgotten.

[I'm reminded of my late maternal grandfather who would keep rectangles of cardboard torn from cigarette cartons in his pocket and use them to note down any thing of interest. He was a meticulous record-keeper, and each family member had their own file in the [...]

6 – dream things

January 7, 2010 - 11:37 am

Tags: prolix, the year of thinking recklessly
Posted in The Zephyr and I | 1 comment

Have you ever seen
the girl who can cry confetti?

Every shake of her head
scatters the celebrations
from her lachrymals

She wants to baptize you
In paper rainbows.

It’s freaky, I know.
But don’t turn away,
you can’t drown.

5 – between memories

January 5, 2010 - 11:02 pm

Tags: journal, prolix, the year of thinking recklessly
Posted in Electric Spaghetti | 5 comments

Food, friends, family; A full house makes for a big home.

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4 – between memories

January 4, 2010 - 11:51 pm

Tags: florence 2007, journal, prolix, the year of thinking recklessly, tripping
Posted in The Zephyr and I | 5 comments

While walking through the renaissance in Florence, I found the Madonna on the floor With chalky tears from the hand of an Asian master. I dodged the dervishes; shroud swirling Senegalese. Fong kong penny prada… Sunglasses for Shehnaz… Polizia! And they take up the dance With their sheets up to the sky, and gone, just [...]

3 – completion made manifest

January 3, 2010 - 5:47 pm

Tags: journal, prolix, the year of thinking recklessly
Posted in The Zephyr and I | 7 comments

Our love comes down to bread, milk and bananas.
The staff of life,
The stuff of bones,
The stomach-cramping fruit, his favourite whole,
I can only eat them baked, cooked or blended.
Our love comes down to who picks up the socks,
And who leaves them on the floor.
Who switches on the lights
And who changes the lightbulbs.
We’ve scaled no mountains (well, [...]

2 – between memories

January 2, 2010 - 5:39 pm

Tags: journal, prolix, the year of thinking recklessly
Posted in The Zephyr and I | 2 comments

I don’t trust clowns. Ever since one stole from me. I was ten and he was shorter than me. He asked for a kiss just on the cheek and I felt stupid bending my knees. My lips brushed pass yesterday’s shave and then a rubber pout, with the memory of booze before I knew what [...]

1 – promises

January 1, 2010 - 5:38 pm

Tags: journal, prolix, the year of thinking recklessly
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Mummy asked about you Daddy, Asked me why I didn’ write, It’s not that you’re out of mind Daddy, Just the words were not in sight.
I didn’ forget you Daddy, Wasn’ that I didn’t care to write, I know you get these letters Daddy, That’s what they told me. Right?
We’re doin pretty good Daddy, A [...]