Tag: love
member name: brynn holt
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March 17, 2009 02:02 AM EDT --
Helix
option released
upon void
how crickets scatter
or grasshoppers
or frogs
from a charge
set off in the water
inevitably melting
in the sun burned grass.
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August 21, 2008 06:58 PM EDT --
My love
loves apples
Her teeth
break the skin
sever
the crisp
flesh
The juice spills
from the corner
of her mouth
and dribbles
down . . .
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March 25, 2009 09:09 PM EDT --
Life is to live
love to give
time to share
touch to hold
time still.
When touch
is gone
love waits.
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March 18, 2009 06:52 AM EDT --
I spoke to a killer tonight. A veteran of the most recent war approached me at my usual table at my local bar and asked me if I believed in Bush's war. I said "It's war all the time" and asked permission . . .
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August 21, 2008 06:41 PM EDT --
Grit and dust sweep
into the wind broomed clouds
into the drought in the West
Sun burned land
Season of fire
Dry kindle, brittle
memory
bring love back
like . . .
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September 21, 2008 10:50 PM EDT --
Oblivion
Oblivion, where
are your
doors?
In the salted truth
flayed bare?
Fleet genesis'
careful allegory
wrecks crashed
death serves
all . . .
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December 23, 2008 06:32 AM EST --
July
July
no snow to crinkle
below zero underfoot
the sun shows
shadows their place
the nights are warm
the days get hot
there is rain
seeds have sprouted
warmth . . .
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March 25, 2009 09:27 PM EDT --
Toward
more space, more
faked replicas of time.
Neon velvet love
faxed telepathic
telekinetic
to swing
from the ring
in her nose.
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February 06, 2009 09:35 PM EST --
Dimension
Dimension of mirrors
miss reflection
falling like water
like bombs
in paradise
All what it was
once is not
A fold
a ripple
a needle
through the cloth
there
and not there . . .
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March 08, 2009 04:05 AM EDT --
Core to mome. All herrible and tideous. Pet yove and leace seep eir thown kovereign.
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April 04, 2009 12:10 AM EDT --
If I were tickled
I would laugh a tent in my pants.
I would know
life's truth
among cold existence
original decision
pronounced upon void.
If I were tickled . . .
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