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  • On White Privilege

    I was pissed today, they didn’t get it, instead, they threw it away, opportunity, look around the room, everyone has a set of eyes, focus on the corneas, nothing else, notice the tear ducts, they exist, Everything else is added baggage, meant to confuse and display, every wonder why? The eyes? I stood outside in…

  • While Eyes Remain

    Shapes and sizes, designs alter the world around us give us all indicative signs decaying lives incredulous ~ While eyes remain the key Sheltered in shadows we see ~ A cosmetic journey it becomes wardrobed fashion and trend we all know how love succumbs pretty lives in highlights defend ~ While eyes remain the key…

  • Barring Silence

    Much like I was frozen in time, they stood around me in droves, laughter and looks, the latest moments in their lives, my heart rate pounding, I only remain still, waiting for a moment, yet having no idea why, -thoughtful disassociation- further inside the depth of my fear, a comfort zone began to evolve, in…

  • Stranger’s Friends

    We waltz throughout natural rendezvous Untethered energy allays patterned view. Look me in the eye, do you reconcile, We might share humanity, peace, awhile. ~ Walk past the shelter, encounter, a chance candid when shared, a friendly glance might in immediacy become a threat little regard for sordid reality’s vet. ~ Common ground when once ago passion fall,…

  • I Wonder About Time

    I mean in years your eyes haven’t changed oh there’s the brow, the lines of endearment, but the vision, the deep soul of passion, that’s what I want to continue to see, I could go forever without being near you, yet suddenly in the dash of a moment, your eyes, their spiritual ambience, their need…

  • County Fairs and Conversations

    Everyone there, all of the local talent stepping toward, around, nearby each other, even her while he noticed, and they wondered about him, each one wanting to know the other, yet all of them imagining each other, all together, standing on bales of hay, with hellos, sharp tongue, until later in the night, began their…

  • Morning Glory

    The rains were cleansing anew forest green Birds melodic feed on spring magic grain ~ We realize here today we are visitors In world around their natural dense lairs ~ We might build and structure lives around them We always know animals eye a gem ~ Stay far away amidst humanity Instincts speak aloud, no…

  • Vacant Stares

    If we could, step inside the mind of each, we would discover worlds of laughter above, yearning, pressing, wishing we might teach each of them the key to learning … love. For when I step off my ladder, explore the new ideal rather than ignore the immediacy of that ludicrous scrutiny, I become sadly aware…

  • Where Now Is

    Cross the street with marble concrete built to form everyday without a thought this seems the norm. Look about the avenue and see the eyes that meet traffic likens by autos, bicycles, walkers compete ~ A child nearby cradled in the nurtured hands of mom recalls how fast the cars go by, from whence they…

  • How World’s Meet

    One afternoon The gentleman strolled An overcoat stylish Driving home her eyes ~ He smiled She glanced away Her partner takes note We continued our way ~ Each room, every gathering New sightings to suggest Our moment would occur If our eyes might soon meet ~ There is that feeling of our delicious desire Compels…

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