March 2021
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Pine.
There’s a beauty to soft woods with knots that untangleeasily by chisel, easier by sawbut press a finger deep and you may even dent the surfacelike talc, parading as a rock, one scratch removed from dust No my grain is not complicatedBut my heart is solid and well-madePleasantly understatedand I might be the woodBut you’re…
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Peat Ice.
Ice water fills my eyesaqua-tints the worldand when the summer burnsI find the cooldeep within my breathing chest blood passes, crystallizesit slows and sluggishmight stop entirelyit won’t even keep onkeepin on my blood I want to lie in reposeas my body cools and dust settles on to itthings die in the blink of an eyeand…
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Oracle.
I come to you, humble and willing,brave stepping over the bones of my brethrenI wouldn’t come here if I wasn’t desperate,but I am too small, I cannot lift this. One cement block could hold all I loveeach moment sinking deep in the mudand I would do everything in my own powerbut I am too small,…
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Oklahoma Revival (1933).
Been five years since I saidfor better or for worse,and two years since the fields have bornanything but dirt.How can love stay greenwhen the fields won’t do the same?We were worn out as the ground,the day the dust storm came. I ran for the shelter,you met me down inside.Forced so close togetherafter all this time,it…
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Oh Damn.
Hey Sweetness:Oh damn I think you’re up again,that flutter pulse notes consciousness,I guess I’ll just have to goodnight kiss again…oh DAMN.Hey Sweetness:Tilt your head up again for this,you know it’s not something you’re going to want to miss out on.Yeah, one more kissand no-one’s going to miss that grin. A twitch means that you are…
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Ode to a Heat Vent.
Our bathroom had a heat ventA dusty vision of heavenNo clothes no needsjust an envelope of heatAnd a steady firm belief thatNothing ever changesI’m never going to leave this placeWhere nothing ever changesIt’s home We had a hammockAnd I would ride itLike a ship in to the stormbetween the two old oak treesCicadas made it…
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Ode to a Heat Vent.
Our bathroom had a heat ventA dusty vision of heavenNo clothes no needsjust an envelope of heatAnd a steady firm belief thatNothing ever changesI’m never going to leave this placeWhere nothing ever changesIt’s home We had a hammockAnd I would ride itLike a ship in to the stormbetween the two old oak treesCicadas made it…
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No Place is Home.
The days are getting cold –Ther’ll be coats this Halloween.All the children are disappointed,all their sequins will go unseen. And the pirates and the goblinswill steal you far away from me,leave me nothing but hollow faces,all used up of their flame. (chorus)There’s a whisper in my bloodof something darker in the road,but if I can…
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No Blue Left.
There is no blue left in your eyesThe space between us shrank like your irisesWhen I was once miraculousHeld so high, I was afraidAll the sharp things …And I lost my faithBroke what I gaveThere is no blue left in your eyesI lost it all, and now they will not riseTo meet mine.I could say…
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Negative Space.
It’s in the lack of toneIt’s hard to find the ones you’ve missedIt’s in the lack of colourIt’s hard to find the ones you’ve missedIt’s in the resignationIt’s hard to find the ones you’ve missedIt’s in the changes & the spacesYou’ll find you lose the ones you’ve missed You had to set his face on…