Having used every subterfuge To shake you, lies, fatigue, or even that of passion, Now I see no way but a clean break. I add that I am willing to bear the guilt.

You nod assent. Autumn turns windy, huge, A clear vase of dry leaves vibrating on and on. We sit, watching. When I next speak Love buries itself in me, up to the hilt.

[A]

Parallels

Euclid’s Axiom:
	Parallel lines don’t 
             intersect 
      except at infinity.

False False again!
	Soft kisses under  fall
	          foliage
	 remembered today tell 
	
Me, how we met impossibly once.
     Two parallel lines again
                        stretching
	into the blue infinities.
[B]

Unlangauged

I will become unlangauged
	     Like the birds
The insistent fluttering of 
	     those wings
The  high pitch of  raucous
	    Bird love song
In sparse snow armored trees 
	  (You walk under)
And fill up the wintry silences
		Of my grief.
[C]

Black

Black: the color of soot
	ascendant of lights
		extinguished.
 
Black: the night I fight 
	   with puny fires
		raging tears.
 
Black: the color you liked to
	  wear; the antimony in
	       your unloving eyes 

Black: the blankness of this memory
	         I hold to write about
				Black
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2001:12:20 02:30 Atlanta

Wrote these poems, on an Ethanol high.


My Poems

(For Doc + 2 other U3 Stud Madars)

Broken hearted stranger rushing on the road, here there nowhere. shoulders hunched against the wind, feet blue hands blue the scars of his hand where he slapped your face blue cold blue

ooh walking walking walking without a stop towards a final end.

Broken hearted stranger you're remebering his hands passin through your hair streaming in the wind,tears rolling in estacy, his lips roving as he finger fucked you over the roar of his Mustang

ooh crying crying crying black tears in too many unknown beds.

Broken hearted stranger darkness is coming in ridin again across the border and you keep hearin the remebered echos of his feet, each of his false smiles false words.

ooh glowing glowing shining dark eyes sleepless watching endless passin train windows

Broken hearted stranger red sun soon will come raisin over the frozen snow banks of pain, hear your heart pounding no no no don't slice those viens no just wait don't jump down those tracks no not yet

not yet not yet......staccto

feel feel feel growling oooh lovin lovin feel my lovin in the starlight

mmmm B---@ro@--->Ken hearted s-----tra++++ger.. broken hearted stranger feel my lovin
feel my lovin.......broken ooh broken hearted...stranger....yeahhhhh..... in the in the staaarry staarry night.....

fade

2002:01:08 Atlanta

This one came out more raw than I thought it would be, but I wanted to write one that had strong contrasts, raw lyrics ending with soft whispering words...ssssssss.... like grass rustling in the praire wind. The seed came from one of the very first conversations that I had with Doc,found the words coming to me strangely as I was parking my bike and walking to class, not the words just her obvious pain on remebering memories in her head, so the last lines are especially for her.