jayivan

Saturday, November 27, 2010

My kite broke freeâ€”

posted by jayivan at 10:15 am

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I stared at the sky
In awe of blue:
Not a reverent awe,
But an awe of old:
Immensity and Terror and The Big Big:
Blue.

posted by jayivan at 1:32 am

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The muse, a poison,
must be sucked from the conscience
it contaminates

posted by jayivan at 6:41 pm

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So, what do you do,
just sit and wait for it and?…
…Nothing else to do.

posted by jayivan at 9:53 pm

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This arm, every arm:
This eye, this chest, this mind: This:
Of everything: forms

posted by jayivan at 9:58 am

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it’s the way you lick
your lips after coffee sips
that makes my heart thick

posted by jayivan at 6:16 pm

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