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April 20, 2010

Posted by anoddphrase in Uncategorized.

the fog and the shadows —  on the loam




     like the shadow of my soul

            my reflection in the mirror

            our halves are identical in reverse


if I stare at you in the water

            you are    me   

                                                         r     e           f  r  a    c t    e      d



I often feel as  if

                 your silence



                                                                                    is like the right hand gesturing alone

      without the left


a   sound

   in a room

without    an




                                                                                                                        yet,   sometimes

                                                                                                I     look at you

                                                                                                            and feel   like


                                                                        into  the looking  G(l)a  s   s

                                                                                    a    d-is-co-nn-e—ct

between   you(r)


                        a   nd



                                                                                                like the right  –not talking to the—





                                                                                                                           and left alone.

                                                                                                                        the  right does


                                                                                                    .. bereft.


                         but  when the (sun)

                        hits   a   certain .pt.

                        in the west   ‘ s   hor izon

                               s   h     a   do    ws       l e   n    g   t  h     e    n

  time  deepens


          the heat   leaves  t he   e arth en l  oa  -m

    t o  hover

               with   (t) he

                        moist  – end

                        a  i     r


to   crea (t)  e                                   y

            a               m   -i- s t

                                    s     mok     e

                                                               s    -c-    r   e –e–    n.


                                                                                                                        opa q ue.

                                                                                                                 inciting   wistful-  ness.







    with   the   lonely  c r y-ing

of a      of a    coyot                 ’s   -yip




                (a  fox- cat)

                        [  wiley ,

                               cagey ,

                            and   shy… ]]

            in the    distanc   -e.



1. Fairyskisses77 - April 20, 2010

😀 are you back?

2. Fairyskisses77 - April 23, 2010

Hahaha, that’s only very very recently. I’m glad to hear you’re back, I missed you!

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