LIFE IN TECHNICOLOR

  A caress of candy apple red on a Hong Kong carriageway of Persian blue busses and yellowing white stripes, a notably normal night without a star in sight where nothing really happened except for a sweetening fold, caught by a camera and time passing and that bus in blue going by, the lives of […]

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THE GREYING MIST OF MEMORY

  I’d never heard the call of the green though my eyes caress it in a certain light and so many walls I’ve covered with that same colour to curate a comfort from the cold. I’d never heard it, till now, till the windows stopped keeping out that chill. Blue, I never found blue cold, […]

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GRAZING GREENS

  I set down upon your shores, those grazing greens of my childhood memory displaced as tears rained over the darkness of your sleeping fields, once seeping with humble hope, once filled with a fine blood even famine could not blight, now flooded with a feeling of regret or relief, too dark to tell, too […]

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THE WEIGHT UPON THE WAVES

  And in the tide tight with time and its turning they left their posts, impaled upon the sand, impressed upon the land. And there they stood ten in heart and ten in tide for time to tend, impaled upon mind, impressed upon mankind. And on they marched up the land and on from shore […]

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CALIFORNIAN SPARK

Here in parks in Paris, France, I potter through a past so old and cold that it cannot be parted, we cannot easily outrun our own ruins while Cali beckons me with her rock and roll band; those make-me-feel-good brothers and sisters since seduced back to their former States and somewhere, in between, the loneliness […]

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BLINDING LIGHT

Blanket light, blinding in the back seat, not all light is light, the sun can burn through its beauty, the mind can tear through its thoughts as wheels will themselves across these bridges, feet too far from the ground to feel its gravity, we build our own graves along these roadside reveries. Blanket light, burning […]

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CATCH, IN 2 HEMISPHERES

— I hold a balloon, I watch it rise, this sphere of air, I hold this balloon and then let it go, watch it fly up, into the air, higher and higher, up into the sky and you too, in the south, you hold a balloon, you watch it rise, this sphere of air within […]

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