

6The stalk beneath its clotted floss Limp and scentless in a drowse6
Near lines of cars
With summer on them Buds and wet and
White shit, on them The city in its ugliness Lost but for human loveliness - Slapping round it, tough and oozing. Not quite home I wake to watch Six ants chase sun-stretched shadows back


KnoxHow close we stood by the winter glass elbow to elbow, our coats all wet and you, so serious poring through the pages, never once asked if I was bored. I rose to task, I glowed and swelled Our arms near one another, and the churchKnox
more hushed each month that goes. Hard to think I didn't know you once, And that you never thought of me Harder still to imagine another girl learning you as I have, swept up in your earnest appraisal
of some other book.
(I feel unmeant for anyone else, and I twine


YearsI could tell you about all the women I've been sampling love afterYears
love to flesh
out collapsed days sunlight-shaped states
frozen sense impressions we walked through it together
and fattened our brains


What A ThingSharing as we do our world of safe abundance,What A Thing
of fresh milk and tomato-big blueberries, it's strange to think of our succulent selves blown apart by that faraway generator come sweet brown October
What a thing, my love, to be two spinning minds made of edible meat, topping sixty-four teeth! We run like geese from torment, love forming sand-brief shelters out of ourselves


We get tied upWe get tied up. Our knots and tangles rise and fall, Heaving. We fold our hands. We press our heads together and we sit.We get tied up
When the sun begins descending, Though it never paused, We feel more kinship with it Than when it pours out heat at day. Or withdraws its love at night.
When we sit like this, All I hope is that youll forgive me. I am not, after all, the sun. I am not even its poor cousin Who comes around begging for kindness. My kinship with it is the same As what I like to claim with Richard Feynman. My so-called nobility, a
Karinna just left TO yesterday
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"we create our own reality and walk into the picture we hold of the future!"
MY GALLERY *Offshore
This is a lovely place. I’m sure u will like it a lot
-Priyantha
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