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Audience: A Haiku
Piece of some screenplay.
Hoped it was a script, I did.
But no — it’s your life.
Outfielder
I won’t be provoked
A lonely man once said
By her solemn words, as Cupid’s arrow flying, from those lips he lived for to kiss
Of her, his thoughts were consumed
I won’t be convinced
He’d determinedly decided
By her clean heart, the last of its species dying, from those feet he’d planted in defiance
Of what it is to be loved
Talk
That native language
A foreign-love affair
A promise to live
Always and ever
For the first time
After all those years
Best friends building a home on a hill
Perfect ingredients grown in a garden
Kitchens and dance floors, garages and road maps
Weary-strong hands holding fast in the night
You talked that talk
Tall Order
Juicy
Miracle from God
I met my match in you
Which of us has the quieter lips
The longest green stare?
Mechanical
Bastard, but not exactly
Father-figure to everyone, you
So help me now
Let’s dance, like you said, damn it
None Mercy
God, there was such pain
Constant
Bombardment
The love of a lifetime toppling as the city wall
A series of shofar blasts heralding not justice and courage, but cruelty those years
These years, I tilt my head hoping to drain the ringing and echoing from these ears
All an image or impression away — the mountains, the oceans, and desert sands steal me back
Or a wedding song
A life that escapes me, a pain impossible to escape
Best Ghost
Wherefore in my dreams
Parsing out and making sense of my disobedience days
Moving at wrong hours through constructs of old, breath held, so as to remain unnoticed
Down hallways, past ghosts that do not think they’ll remember me this time around
All the while wishing for my new best friend,
I look for you
Find you perhaps
Then lose you again, for certain?
Brave the Sun
Were you here
If you dared
To be beside
Me
As We
Careened too fast
Straightaway
Down some side street
I have traveled
Many times
And you’ve not
Would you
Summon courage
Brave the Sun
Look at me
And find yourself
Glad to notice
Remnants of
My morning coffee
Remnants of
My morning coffee