December 2011
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Utopia
the center of the world is an obvious
place when your love is
adjacent to your heart;
in space.
like a comet, or a star
like the moon from afar,
the sun will rise
when your lips depart,
from mine.
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Seattle
if a homeless man offers you
a tangerine…
then take it not for the powers of a dream;
so he may rub its orange peeled skin
to the foliage of his face and limbs-
an everlasting love
glistens through the wind,
and stings.
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a minuet in the golden hour
the frost glowed its vapor
as the sun surfaced from its
eternal shine-
ephemeral patterns of birds
flew in the distance among
the tallest tree lines;
as i journeyed toward the light,
my eyes were stupefied by its sight,
so i followed the birds
and found migration in my vaporous heart,
somewhere in its eternal center,
a chill within me felt no longer winter.