Tag Archives: wariness

at the gate – May 16

5.16.2016 At the gate three TSA agents one private security and two staties.   whoever’s come in is probably not the Pope and not Prince. beyond that it’s definitely not you or me   but I think I’ll keep my … Continue reading

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night boxer – April 29

4.29.2015 [night boxer] weariness has taken on a new name   I don’t know what it is   I just know the pull down   weight, sound, touch   of its ringing bell   and my failing fight. ————————–

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passing through – April 29

4.29 he drives off without a goodbye, vague friend of only a brief while   on the island of no dreams where lost souls go to rest up   and catch a new breath or start or whatever will play … Continue reading

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