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My brand new leather grip shovel
April 29, 2014
With the shovel next to me on the passenger seat, I head for the pinewoods. The snowflakes caught in the headlights flash straight at me like bullets. I keep ducking and start feeling claustrophobic. This old Chevy is not made for winter. The heater’s dead and it’s draughty as hell…
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Rules of engagement
April 29, 2014
Let’s fly around the world
really put our hearts in it this time
Lock emergency exits
Slash the life jackets and all rubber boats
Cut the wires from our oxygen masks
Smash the radio unfasten our seatbelts
Eyes locked in blind rock ‘n roll faith
Let us trust let us…
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Lay her bones down
April 29, 2014
At night I sometimes steal her bones
Throw over her skin like a bed sheet
Dancing around the house like a ghost
I sing her my thoughts too dark or too sweet for daylight
I see through her eyes and show her my world
Stop in front of mirrors staring…
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Read the words back to me
April 29, 2014
“How long since you’ve last seen her?” She asked
Such a long time, I can’t remember if she’s even real anymore
I learned to swim in her ink ocean
She kept pulling me up but I kept jumping in
Swallowing gallons each time I drowned
Lungs so full of ink…
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Smile a little then leave early
April 29, 2014
Let the news that day greet you like a smile
Not hit you with the weight of a freight train
Don’t curse the world because she was first to find a new
Wish her to feel for him, the way you felt for her
Tell her… but leave out the…
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Binoculars and the gun
April 29, 2014
I took all necessities for our trip
Some clothes, a toothbrush, binoculars, the gun
When we got there, I planned the scene very carefully
I stood against the wall facing the sun
Loaded the gun and put it in your hands
Got the binoculars out of the bag
Strapped them…
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I’m no arsonist, I’m only ashes
April 29, 2014
That night you should have known
Those white flames would lick my heart
Fill my lungs with thick black smoke
My red skin boiled to the touch
My breathing should have warned you
For the explosive combustion of words
Like backdraft from my mouth
As I opened it to speak…
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Dove down with the weight of your worries
April 29, 2014
As soon as you read it
You came a looking
Dove straight to the bottom
With the weight of your worries
Dug me out from the seabed
Fighting off eels
Scavenging starfish
And decomposition
The red and blue contrast
Of warm and cold lips
Massaging palms
On my white flakey…
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The Lives Lived With You
April 29, 2014
My dear Ariana
That day I drew blood, your blood. Left with an entry wound and exit wound, with nothing in between but thoughts of me, you seemed to have no choice but to love me right there in the dark within the white chalk outline of your silhouette. There,…
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This Is How I Will Meet You
April 29, 2014
Henry
You want us to dream our dreams together but how will we know we are in fact dreaming the same dream, if the words we use to describe them to each other, are so drenched in hope and belief? My scars teach me not to trust my own words…
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Quartz
April 29, 2014
He sees his neck pulse in the mirror in front of him and tries to synchronize it to the delicate ticking sound of his wrist watch by taking slower and deeper breaths. It doesn’t work. Then he tries emptying his mind by focussing on the precision of its Swiss mechanics…