For two years I thought I could live
on subtle recognitions...

He buries her soul
among choleric rosebushes...

15 roses
for 3 years...

All the beautiful people
glisten...

Here:
in this home I thought I had dreamed up...

Fighting for you-
is the trickiest kind of love...

How does one explain....imagine
the ability to let your heart loose...

Sound waves flash their tongues of steel,
operating off of signals...

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We are always searching...

(January 27, 2011...

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Somewhere- along curled yellow roses...

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Breathing...