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at the fountain’s head the water spills chilled and hinted in blue over the stillness of the marble endless bubbles fight to the surface to sing their redemption into the open air the same song that has been sung for … Continue reading
our bodies perched on fence posts scenic silhouettes or scarecrows?
Politics Sinatra Was Jones Singing in Whales. Saturday Night Fever Unlike your other side, Vanishing lady train get off My life boat, stuck with others Europe under nazi’s czech’s Hello Britain I’m traveling you With a young-older woman … Continue reading
embrace my blistered fingers that combed seashores and never felt the ocean smile into my eyes that gaze into the future and see so little
I wake up everymorning early it isn’t daybreak I get out I walk to work I get out my tools I set to work It’s daybreak I walk back and forth I dangle and spin I spin my web it’s … Continue reading