Towers

For the love, I’d fallen on
In the swampy august dawn
What a mischief you would bring, young darling.
When the onus is not all your own
When you’re up for it before you’ve grown

From the faun forever gone
In the towers of your honeycomb
I’d a tore your hair out just to climb back, darling
When you’re filling out your only form
Can you tell that it’s just ceremon’
Now you’ve added up to what you’re from

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my neglected fish tank

NOT MERELY WORDS

Sometimes we wake from a dream and realize we’ve been dreaming some part of that dream over and over again. This morning I woke from a dream with the knowledge that I had dreamed about the same fish tank many times in the past.

The fish tank, covered by some kind of sheet, had been neglected by me for such a long time that no fish could possibly be alive. So I left it alone and continued to ignore it.

Eventually I decided to remove the cover, though I really did not want to. But I did. To my surprise, most of the fish were alive, some were sick, and some were dead, including two fancy goldfish.

I decided to rededicate myself to the care of my fish. I started by removing the dead ones with a net.

What part of me have I given up on? What part must…

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Oxygen

When you kissed my lips

You shared with me

Your unique breath of life

.

Your face was so warm;

I touched your forehead. I felt

The weight of your head against my chest

As you rested for a moment

.

We are not lovers. I don’t want

Your sex

.

You smile

.

You are oxygen

In my lungs.

Let me feel the warmth of your existence

Here with me, in this bed

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ML