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Poems and COW Ku's

Not Lost

Everywhere is somewhere Until Somewhere is nowhere Where to go from there When time not pressing Pressure not stressing Flight at 10a And I still need dressing Fly away, fly away There will be another day Until There’s not But that’s the wrong thought Forever lives somewhere And nowhere is not

Poet's Muse

Inspiration Something, nothing Everything In between Innate, ornate Disappointment obliterated With stroke of … Magic Found within, without Jump and shout Have no doubt Overwhelmed, washed over Complete transfusion Of joy and passion Confusion’s clarity Such a rarity Yet, always at the fingertip The whisper Nothing clearer Nor more distant Inspiration

Tumbling

Words, thought but never said Deeds retracted, redacted left for dead Unsaid, undone missed connections reverberating in my head Dreams, desires trapped, flailing Seeking life then aborted, death’s siren wailing   Hopes of more - to climb, to soar, to be the best Now lost, not even deaf ears to pass the test   But from my heart these lusts did flow Only to be burdened by what I know And that, my friend, Is a thing that has no end   Affirmed by self-coronated genius Sustaining

A Stitch in Mind

I met you once and once again Just a breath, a sniff of lilac or garlic synaptic   The sound of footsteps passing A brief brush of shoulders in a crowd Neither enemy nor friend Never to be seen again   An old-timey sits with needle in hand Meticulously looping the next stitch As the pattern beckons yet another pass To mark the moment, the encounter to ever last   I met you twice and twice again The first time we touched And then we fucked Or just got drunk and howled at the m

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