Posted by Rich Magahiz
Sun, 03 Aug 2008 13:33:00 GMT
violins to your left
low strings
to the right
raise your baton to cue dust-dimmed suns
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Posted by Rich Magahiz
Wed, 05 Mar 2008 07:23:00 GMT
under cedars
your lips soft and warm
and we stop
somewhere a flask endlessly bubbling
all done in a flash
twelve or thirteen
million years
the big barred spiral was uninsured
once again,
stars and silt, you are all
dead to us;
there is hydrogen, and there is hate
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Posted by Rich Magahiz
Wed, 19 Dec 2007 11:19:00 GMT
Fortress America
fallling around
his head
Percocet
was the main perquisite
Posted in scifaiku, tanka | Tags medical | no comments