Tracking

Outside of Playa del Carmen Wind bends trees to kiss the sand Thirty, forty, a hundred tiny crabs Cross the strip of highway Over half will die A hurricane stirred in a nearby continent The sea turned our legs numb A nightmare of conflicting directions. Passionate...

Relativity

Blindsided by the theory of relativity The speed of my heart relative to the observer If only it could be the speed of light the same, always. I went down the well, a cascading penny. no sound came back in echo 30 seconds in your arms lit a match that became an...
Real Poetry

Real Poetry

Hi there, ten people who read this site. You might have noticed my dabbling (“Listen to me, dabble”) in poetry a bit. I figure poetry is one of those things that must find its way out – even it’s bad (as witnessed on this season’s The...

Something must be done

Early morning. Wet. Damp clothes, steam rising, Recorded in sequence– played back again. Then once more again. Once more to yes. Coming in fresh, leaving torched. Touched. before the sun comes up — Before where your hands ran the roadmap of every curve of...
Witnessing Perfection

Witnessing Perfection

Flesh makes a temporary border Lasts as long as a whisper– what separates you from me. You wrap your fingers tightly around what feels like my heart. Tongue and teeth, My well worn terrain burned out by flame, Awakened by fire, starting new. Yes. So it does....

i have found what you are like

by ee cummings i have found what you are like by e.e. cummings i have found what you are like the rain (Who feathers frightened fields with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields easily the pale club of the wind and swirled justly souls of flower strike the air in...