thread re-sponse poems

old pornography


    after Napaulm, really...



old pornography taunts me now
but a job's no longer a job
there is light in picking a piece of fruit
with affection i look back
to when i was jobless
but O that magic feeling / Nowhere to go, nowhere to go!

with nostalgia i'm stirring the cream into the coffee
and my fucking legs ache from the work i have
you are nude, in my thoughts,
and we are together




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7 22 06






beautypoem


    after Dervii and love...


i'm bumped into beauty,
beauty is all there is,
in itself contains
all of the other abstractions,

and the leaves,
tiny leaves that shimmer in their dew
wings as the sun comes up

which doesn't come anywhere
a physical abstraction --

why do we do these things to ourselves
when skin is fragrant
touch remembers other times
our longings create

beauty instead of
my heart of grey sky i love better
something i love
like your breath, leg slung over
and eyes say a kiss is perfect
a kiss like the last, nothing original,
so unlike beauty
so unlike a stinking hole of words


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7 22 06