Category Archives: Poetry

current events

who the hell could possibly know that life would plant seedlings that’d grow into friendships of grass and snow.

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meta.

in the passive voice, we quit regrets and quickly flee to dance among debris. in the passive voice, we know we’re making the right choice to dive into the sea.

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ill-usion [[re-dux]]

[[(re-)read the original]] Sparrows hum disfigured melodies as memories become days. I awake dazed and bemused by the dampened soil caressing my back. Apparently I have fallen. Asleep beside me is the abstraction of a woman, her deep blue eyes … Continue reading

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one change per-chance

man this train smells, but at least i’ve got a seat. on a subway going somewhere, and that where is up to me. the first stop is dunn loring, yes i’m on the orange line, then you walk into the … Continue reading

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the block buster

if you’d just rewind, i’d see clearly its our time, at least in my mind. if you wouldn’t mind, like a mix tape we’d rewind, making up lost time. in a moment’s time, i could resurrect your mind, if you’d … Continue reading

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cocktails and cliffdives

with a flick we arrive, but you’re acting like you don’t care. your back greets us with a smile as your eyes watch the setting sun. i think we’re making too much noise finishing our last rhymes. oh well. nothing … Continue reading

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dictionary

12.09.08 this poem is a metaphor. a meta-formality of postmodern poetry. this poem is written from a third-person point of view, but a first-person state of mind. [that second person interjects sometimes.] this poem is a form of the verb … Continue reading

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in case you were wondering

15.09.08 i write to fight the injustices committed unto myself by embarrassed girls with ponytail curls by the dusk-covered stars in the overcast sky by the weeping nights under unlit lights i write to fight the injustices committed unto myself … Continue reading

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went for the gold

18.11.08 i am a battering ram made of tinker’s dam. an unsteady surface serving a worthless purpose. shaking the walls of this mistaken city, a city unshaken by the gravitational constant of my constantly repeating dreams. the repetition is nuclear … Continue reading

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hitting the language barrier

27.12.08 [ed. note–this was the inspiration for this blog.] i write more than i eat thrice a day i poeticize put words to paper to humanize emotion but in all the subtlety of this poet he can’t seem to find … Continue reading

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