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a voice i thought i'd never hear again
familiar like it was never gone
strange how...

ride a train through the sky
a day spent averting desperate gazes and invasive approaches
a single pane of glass and five feet between me and a crack house,
until i found my cajones
now i look down at the life i do not need to see anymore
surrounded by energies i will spend my weekend fighting with walls
and absence
and burger king french fries to go

synchronicity, discovery
a gift of ladybug luck and kindness
paintings that read better when photographed
flowers in waiting
pictures not taken
plays about wanting and madness and hearts and clouds

"dress code in effect"
children pretending to be vixens
hair stringy from the rain
i walk between them, unscathed
i return to find the lights turned out
covet the blurry photo in the corner
find a way to write my own

hunger strikes
the burnt-out ends of smoky days...
tomorrow is another day