…To find her gone
Blank like the memory
Of my fiction
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Oh the stars
how could i forget the stars
the spectacle of the Greek night
the great chasm of black
that connects to
the lingering blue of the Mediterranean…
Knossos
Can you hear the locusts
all around?
They surround the palace
and siege the Minoan ruins with sound…
your soul’s refraction
of seamless
satisfaction
Last Breath of Night
Morning let me die with you
for your breath is more promising
than death…
Webbed
Spinning
Eight legs
Smiling she waits
Silently
As I dance
I tremble with love
And twist about…
The Gift of Flight
Up lifting down…
air currents race
as they chase each other
in the dusk chill…
desire
I daydream oft of redemptive blood
splayed about
the room
about me…
