exercise 1
finding cloud pictures
of snowy laces uncorked
against the bark
of my shoes
I boat the river to
your cup of sweet jelly;
wool against my skin
needling the will of some
other ether filled dream
I hand you your horse.
excercise 2
"show me" she cried
eyes on Manhatten,
starlight spilling over
like a fish jumping.
Ripples cascading into
the dead stump of resistance
he tried to fight it
but the need to rest
crept in like snowflakes
gentle on the lash.
Stray thought:
poetry bursts into my head
the way language rides its irreverent
helicopter of tide
kissing the brow of indifference
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