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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Broken bones surround me
with loud voices and quick steps.
I fade away into the masses.
The masses fade away into me.

Crystal winds up my spine
and goosebumps on my flesh
as the sun rises over the Kankakee River.
Flocking geese arriving early in
a shattered 'V' and broken honking
heard for miles...
miles.
Dead blades under my feet
as I look across the lost frozen field.

A SIGH

Fuschia flashes in brown eyes
as the scent lingers too long.
The memory is there of that night,
that night,
that night.
Crossed fingers and a pocket full of change
spilled to the floor to roll under the furniture.
One chuckle here, another one there.
Awkward movements as our bones shift
and meld
and collide.
A sigh... a deep
desperate
sigh of relief, of exasperation.
That sigh lost in the shuffle
barely noticed by you but my ears caught
that sigh.
Knotted shoelaces in the morning
as the sun catches a glare off of a button
and I count eyelashes, unimportant,
but something,
something
to take my mind away.
Goosebumps from the morning chill of Illinois
in the winter
and curled toes under layers.
A sigh and knotted shoelaces
walk away together.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

GUITAR MAN

Take me away
With that high pitched cry
or nimbleness of your fingers
As you play my troubles
like we've met before.
One hand sliding
the other moving quickly
To tell my tale
but this is our first time
Together,
here in this room surrounded
By these people.
Oh I'm falling in love
with every note, every key change,
With you and your stance.