flow mo(ve)ments

for one month I read torah

for one month I sketched, things

for one month I took out my headphones

(well, more like a year)

for one month I watched

(perhaps all my life)

for these few weeks I danced

(I felt your music)

for one month I drank coffee

for eight months I worked

I craved (study)

I waited, I longed (for someone?)

I smiled (was at ease)

I rode a roller coaster (with loops, I tell ya)

I trusted, I never trusted

I did both (at once)

silence. noise

leave her alone (and)

embrace her (now)

Hold me closer tiny dancer..don't count headlights..you had a busy day today..

"What goes around comes around. Today, you help me..one day, someone else'll help you.. So please, if you'd like to make a purchase, or a small donation..."

[Trail off subway. Close curtains.]

claustrophobicworld

Two weeks ago I think I experienced what all time claustrophobics might on an ordinary subway commute. It's uncool. And I think it was the first poke into the taut vinyl of black clouds surrounding... suffocating, what was once my bright sunny world ...plunging me deep into its foggy fiery abyss of orange and grayish soot... smokey dirty air polluting my lungs...choking me, as if never to let breath... come easy again

.

to Me...

The title of this whole poem is actually 'to You.'
I like my title better, just cuz.

Stranger, if you, passing, meet me, and desire to speak with me,
why should you not speak to me?
And why should I not speak to you?
~Whitman

For all those wondering, there ain't no moon in FL, but there're many, many stars...

Also, the moon here in NY looks so perfect tonight, that you almost have to believe there's a little person up there, cradled in its soft curve of soft light, holding a fishing rod...lying dreamily.
ah, the moon is one love I doubt I shall ever get over...

still on the trains...

for those who were keepin up:
Maybe because people like the way whiskey is spelled with an E and vowels are our friends...

and for all those that wanted to know, they are "established since" some point in time.

Maybe because whiskey is the nectar of the Gods right after wine and milk and maybe honey...
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I learned today that technology will not make me happy. I should get used to being depressed.
And that judgment derived from ignorance is meaningless. didja hear that? meaninggggless. ah. o.

O do tell!

When it comes, will it come without warning
Just as I'm picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my shoes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.

W.H. Auden

re: Jah?

On the other hand... it could just be the taste.

Yes, I finally sat at the other end of the car, so I could see the rest of the ad:')

Jah?

Maybe people like Jameson because the ads give you something to stare at on the train whn you don't know where to look.

Maybe because whiskey is the nectar of the gods. Right after wine and milk and maybe honey.

Maybe because "nextroundonme" is easier to understand than "standclearclosindoorsplease."

A Little Tooth

by Thomas Lux
Your baby grows a tooth, then two,
and four, and five, then she wants some meat
directly from the bone. It's all

over: she'll learn some words, she'll fall
in love with cretins, dolts, a sweet
talker on his way to jail. And you,

your wife, get old, flyblown, and rue
nothing. You did, you loved, your feet
are sore. It's dusk. Your daughter's tall.