I've been scribbling again...
Poems in 140 characters or less...
...
take my soul packed like a snowball
- hold it to your breast
for no matter how inflamed our kisses
not once have you burned me
....
we are the shadow of our shadow
collected stones gathered for their shape
a pear an arrow the face of a dragon
....
it's a relief
when closing the door
the washing machine
white noises the radio
....
the crow -
all beads blood
eye ripping beak
hopped pleasure
cocked guts
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the wind
knows the forecast
and isn't hanging around
the rain
stings your face
....
in gloomy hall - between the quads -
strong sunlight knocking on the door
we count embassy no6
sneer at swats
for the poet to arrive at four
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peace:)
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