Timmy Curran Poems

Pacing small spaces, from the wall
to the mountains
Knowing about the changes,
coming along swiftly
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What was it that took
the comfortable silence from the room?
What did it do, to the peace
once thought to be solace?
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There's a lonely light
on a darkened highway
speeding through the stars
A humid day in Salina Cruz,
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Surrounded by a granite bowl
filled to the brim with granola and coal,
meant to make cement from fresh yogurt,
strong enough to withstand a load,
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Not so much to slow the mold,
and the harmonica is slowly told,
to play to part of stars of old,
humming and strumming to ears so deaf
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Oh Bliss! What is this?
A treasure found in the ice box
left by a smiling Chilean,
who introduced a new liquid
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Oh mujer, praise me not
you mean to build me
but my thoughts turn distraught
I simply can´t see
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A finger pointing to the sun
merely obstructs the view of an idiot one
To look at the world,
as one might the sky,
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I walked along the wall, my love
I saw you sitting there, my love
Out of the corner of my eye, my love
Didn´t dare to look into your eyes, my love
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He walks like a stranger
because that´s what he is
When he walks in the store
prices double, triple, more and more
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