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Tuesday, June 18, 2013

"If you teach me German and I teach you Spanish we can communicate in three languages and yell names at each other from across a hypothetical room."

The Shipwreck

I

My right
shoe untied

I scamper

What's not to like
about the end of a working day?

I understand
the book
Where everything goes down yonder

Yet see me
with inextricable
palms I cannot use
to tame wild horses

I can't rise
and to rise

I yield

My house
built on fruitless
land

Synthetic;

What's not to like
about a working day?



II


There is an
alliance now

I can stay
with the
beautiful silk
rags the solitude
I own

Given the freedom
to walk away
Journal in hand

rests of
our love wafting by

The Shipwreck

But my
Dear Pocahontas

Colonized;

When the jewels
next to come,
are placed upon
your feet

Must I fight?

In acceptance
comes surrender

You sway
but I'll depart

Must I fight
for this benediction

Must I kneel down
Must I dance?



 

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