Monday, September 17, 2007

lunes

(lunes = 11 word poems)


we move forward through
these lives differently.
i remember,
you forget.

must ration my energy.
must use time diligently.
must be concise.

i can't tell
if it's you i miss,
or myself, rather.

last night, i asked helene
to look up "metaphysical."
feelings. magic.
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4 comments:

  1. ChrisSeptember 17, 2007 at 7:29 PM

    take our hands,
    ready? jump high!
    over curbs
    towards the sky

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  2. ChrisSeptember 17, 2007 at 7:32 PM

    hey, asshole:
    where'd you get your license
    in a crackerjack box?

    (an ode to my dad's roadrage)

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  3. lawdamercySeptember 18, 2007 at 1:27 PM

    hahahahaha! good ones, bff!
    mine for you:

    seattle. seattle. seattle. seattle. seattle. seattle. seattle.
    what shall we eat?

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  4. ChrisSeptember 18, 2007 at 4:20 PM

    salmon, sushi
    sake, beer
    fish and chips
    down by the pier?

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