I am the rock
I am the spider
clinging here
like a part of forever.
...
When the night came on
timid creatures sang their song,
I was singing too
an old familiar song
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1.
You were always my
black diamond,
reality preacher
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Here is a vast fossil of sea
I wind through torn rock.
The sun is a disc of fierce desire
that pushes down on my soul
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28 degrees
So cold in the underworld
28 degrees
Cold and dark in the underworld
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This is a dark poem
not dark with ghosts and blood spatters
not dark with a grinning killer
my poem is not a bloody
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Sometimes
a seam in a rock
a movement of separation
can hold my imagination
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The Datura Sea
softly waves silken trumpets
Dead sea fruits tumble in
feathery waters of white
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Just like any other year
I feel my sap rising
as the days grow longer, looser and languid.
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