January 2011
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would you watch a floating balloon with me?
pauses were stopping
and earthquakes were sleeping
when that tiny balloon filled up
the whole xylophone sky
and the endings were dying
while the words were listening
and I was alone on that sidewalk
with all the passersby
and there was just no way
I could have single-handedly
chosen my favorite millisecond
nor could I have measured
my favorite millimeter
of the piccolo trajectory
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snap button vine shirts
It feels like vines
How quickly your slowness
Has strangled me into
The realms of harsh comfort
Yet
One day, someone with a spoon
Could come along and chop off
Every tendril that I’ve adored
And every stem that I’ve named
Under the melted misnomer
Of change, nerves and sweat
And really, I can’t protest
As I’ve started photosynthesis
Independently of your...
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you're a soaking, fast-moving number
Abundant, roiling and arrived,
The fifth ocean in town
Is incognito, on horseback and
Ebbing and frothing like
Kelp trash walled in by
Automatic, fallen crests and
I love that its gallop is
Nothing like a tourist’s gait;
Its messages are vital and
Its delivery is equal to the
Other three elements untamed.
But what calms me down
About the wet, thin horizon
Is the contrast...