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Tsunami
Too much of my life I’ve spent complaining to the police in my head about how my past should have been this or that, it’s a wonder my mind hasn’t fallen off its hinge and started quacking. I realized this tonight while I was complaining to my therapist about how I thought poetry should be […]
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Chickadees
I can’t seem to stop falling asleep on a raft of pure emotion and pulling myself out by the hairs of my unconscious, just before my conscious mind, a quarter mile off shore, loses grip of me completely. If you happen to see me, you can find me in my favorite chair calling forth the […]
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Headlights
My imagination has always been a little library of worry, where I drift from room to room observing the imaginary goings on in an attempt to not only predict what might happen should I not change, but garner some knowledge as to how to behave in waking life. So why wouldn’t I think they’ve always […]
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Coral Reefs
I told a coworker off the other day by reminding them that inverting interpretation is something I’ve always found a kind of joy in. I went on to say that I think this is because what’s often real and true needs to be broken and taped and without a frame first in order to get […]
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Pretzel Bites
After my father’s eulogy, which approached me in a dream the night before his funeral as an address, trying to sell me word bags of reassurance that, when you shook them, sounded like a typical father’s gift you might find on a snow-covered street and stuffed in a stocking such as a bag of nuts […]
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Tulip
Funny, I’ve been caring for others while having a broken heart all my life. At your grave a tulip bends to the ground as if to say don’t drink yourself to a coronary like I did. It’s why I lower my head and close my eyes.
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Floodgates
The Incredible Hulk has had nothing on me. The explosive student inside me slams a folder on the desk in his head and throws a thought open so hard it leaves a doorknob-size dent in what’s left of this thing they call a heart. And being a teenager, he can’t reconcile how he sees himself […]
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Flame
I can’t remember a time I didn’t want to do something without thinking if I could understand it more deeply I could figure out how to feed it, like that moment you learn a fire needs less flame and more air for it to become a fire. I’ve never wanted to be a decider of […]
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Sperm Whale
I’ve glided above and beyond the waves of my life like a sea captain who refuses to return to land. Even when I could see myself like a sunset on the horizon, I could never quite reach myself in time to make me happen. The search for self was as slippery to me as the […]
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Up and Running
Thanks for coming by! I’m just getting up and running and hope to be adding original poems shortly.
the real subject is always you 