How It Happens
Salutations. Greetings. Un placer.
It isn't all the time we meet like this -
only on blue moons or during auspicious
alignments of the planets.
Would you like to be my friend for the rest of my life?
A different kind of love at first sight. How do we know,
or don't we? Each step we take appears small and in-
substantial, yet in a moment we don't expect, we spill
our hearts, and the glue of it bonds us - a different two
than we were before
closer to one.
- 2/3/2018
THE LATEST
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On poetry performance hiatus
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clouds curl 'cross the op'ning sky
float fairy-like and dissipate
melting cotton candy in the mouths of glass and steel
suckling on the sea of air
how small we are beyond the blue
nor do we see that other view
like mice beneath the edifice
God sees the galaxies; we see this
