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I've become a party of one thinking in dollar bills and soliloquies. I am a she not a we or a him Mitosis of the mind. Too many times I've let it divide to struggle as a pair in a duet
Cherry

Rhyme &; Reason

A commentary in verse upon the vagaries of English spelling and pronunciation

Over the back fence

a life compressed in verse expressed

The Pink Girl

she was, she really was

Lust

Like mist it descends. Clouding judgement. Shrouding the mind With it's cold embrace. You forget everything. What you've learnt, What you know. All...

Decisive

Reckless denial of a vision incurred. Thoughts arrive unbidden. Voices in my head. Choices heard. Intuition arrives within my soul. Deepening abandon...

Q. love you to death

We lay,we listern

Metallic Me

Whose face is that? I see many times a day: handsome, suave, cheerful. His hairy masculine jaw, those grey-blue eyes so romantic and intelligent. He...

soul of fire

I am not Jordan before the buzzer, nor Hewitt, fire on the court. I am not Shakespeare, meant for the ages, nor Michelangelo, soul full of fire. I am...

journal entry 8/24/04

I tried a few shrooms tonight. They made me sick and tripping was kind of a bore, in my opinion. My new friends and I took a long hike up this steep...

Circumcision - a letter to a friend.

An email I sent to a friend as part of an ongoing debate about the circumcision of children.

poem

song/poem

Long Winter

These cold days of March Throw no light on our lives Clouds dominate Filling the windowpanes Hiding the dirt Only the light From a blue sky Will show...

Arnold Circus

Up past the railings That protect the church Displaying the dead Remembering their wealth Recalling their deeds Their good turns There are six ways...

Angels

it's all about physics, really it is

Waverley (Edinburgh 2003)

And there's a pink moon over Waverley hide and seeking the scotch mist the king of the castle has tumbled down while dancing the Lothian twist itch...

How I would eat you

;-)

Just Before the Lampshade (Assembly Rooms Edinburgh 2004)

I bought you a drink you gave me a wink a kiss on the cheek You smelt of a late night train to Paris on route from god knows where I watched you...

tree falls

another tree falls still quiet in the forest no one there to hear

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