wont you remember me this way: bright and strange against everything else... like blood on snow... http://folktale.wordpress.com Just another WordPress.com weblog Tue, 10 Nov 2009 13:45:28 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ en hourly 1 http://www.gravatar.com/blavatar/590fd9636f5e1975263efa79b6733096?s=96&d=http://s.wordpress.com/i/buttonw-com.png wont you remember me this way: bright and strange against everything else... like blood on snow... http://folktale.wordpress.com enjoy the medicinal properties of hugs http://folktale.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/the-medicinal-properties-of-hugs/ http://folktale.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/the-medicinal-properties-of-hugs/#comments Tue, 10 Nov 2009 13:42:59 +0000 folktale http://folktale.wordpress.com/?p=552 ]]>

lean in

to someone

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will i

one day

fold paper birds

out of

all of

our long love letters?

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go away

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let’s parade the inappropriate around…

shall we?

the world will not resist us

for it is either too jaded to notice

or far to frightened too bother raising any red flags…

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it is inevitable…

the hungry wolf of work

will take me over

in this empty house tonight

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my little bleak brown eyes

see you

places you are not

 

 

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in the woods

as i am….

alone

and unlike any other creature…

uneducated by

my old mistakes….

i cannot see into tomorrow.. never can…

we wish we had or could

see what we should do

and find a confidence we are not holding…

but hope to…

when we are running

head long into brick walls and the dim horizons

we long to call morning…

when everything has settled like ash

and this grey face sees blue again

touches skin again

births a smile again..

only then

love is out of the woods…

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bending quiet…

my belly rests on my thighs

my arms hold my shins

my eyes rimmed with red

my hair is in the usual stocking cap…

no one is waiting up

for me…

i call home:

the old rock home in the mountains

where the horses were…

but there is no one who can

(…via conversation ….via telephone)

meet me where i am

and say

i am so sorry

… no,

I AM SO SORRY
I AM SO SORRY

i never had wings

i just wanted too

i never said ‘i can’t’

i lied to me and i lied to you…

i am stacks of reasons

i am a half run race….

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this stubborn discourse:

can you not feel the void?

we are shouting at a corpse…

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i asked for help today

i asked:

“won’t you let me take a shape?”

“won’t you let me dream?”

“…and then… won’t you let me exist in the dream?”

….  to be larger than the ghost i am…

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