The Zone
Skull Stacked on Bone Stacked on Bone Stacked on Bone I sit Hollow tonight Stimuli stirring slight Blowing right between spaces Of ribcage and pelvis Cavernous cavities Echoing empty But A few bits of...
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How close can I get to me When is my breath all that I see Cold reflection crisp with lines The space around me fills in time When face to face at last I sit And leaning toward my nose’s tip Contact is...
View ArticleLove Letter, part 2
My breath, Two nights ago I sat down Face to face with you for hours I did not let myself think of time I simply felt your arrival Your departure And because I did not float away Or let go of you or...
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