TIDES
I move on with time, in the tide of regression to lost horizons. ° For dawns were the starting points of wonderful voyages. ° And dusk glorious ends
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Just Like Dostoyevsky
Sylvia Mandelstam tells people what a wonderful time she had at the Russian literary symposium in Moscow. Unfortunately, the trip was an unmitigated fiasco not unlike her personal life.
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rubbish
we sit here all day long and talk about rubbish, enough i want to scream but nothing comes out, just shut up!
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i love you
So here we be just me and the love of my life the one person i never knew would ever exsist and here we are sat in each others arm just looking out into the open sky at the stars on this cold but warm
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the log-truck driver
By the bar (between two black stools) we shook hands we shot the bull on this and that: candid confessions kitchen-table philosophy hours passed the sun was sinking
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I am
fragile, easily broken, forgettable, my touch is gentle, quiet and disturbed like curtains rustling in the breeze, i wish to know, to have a definite opinion, but I don't, i simply waver
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A Solo Duet
A poem about missing someone so much, and missing another in a totally different way, to the extent that musical voice gets muted.
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Reflections
To be trapped, is that the key? In a body that claims to be me Yet I don't see what you all see, a timeless image, I just don't agree.
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