May 27, 2004

thirdgone

only ledge is a door
only space is a shelf
only fall is a getaway
trip with oneself.
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Spun your fingers
built a church
index steeple
only people.
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A tap tap organ
elbowed white
plunger black
It drew a line across our heads
and halfway down our back


May 20, 2004

afternoon

amber rush tuesday
playground argument happens
traveling jet roar

May 12, 2004

industry

smokestack infantry
pale glad sky, dying and
gone
on monday evening

raindrops brought us together

alone with the wind
under a blue umbrella
and still hearing things
in spite of the deafening
knuckles and twisters of spring

誠 makota
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May 05, 2004

rail

tick on the glass
a jar ring, a tone
invitation to parties
when no one is home

whistle in green
catch a stain on my shoe
thoughts are like flies
when it's just me and you

casablanca

cinco de mayo

j'ai vu que ma vie
c'est simplement seulement
pour un example

antes vagaba
en la oscuridad sin
amor y sin luz

when the odds double
against my gouged defenses
i fall on Your Sword

誠 makota
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don't let's be stupid

knock on door
hold
your hands in front of you
if it is dark
or locked

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May 04, 2004

wrench

So full of itself that it stopped
it malfunctioned, jammed.
halt grind wood grain
greasy knuckle headscratch