Location: Oxford, Mississippi, United States

"Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly!"

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

the last few.

somehow in the minute you are there. here.
you came in the last few, my wine, my smoke, my ashes.
i breathe in, you breathe. your smell, the wrinkles on your hand.
you are here, present, far.

in a sip, out a breath, for this minute, 00:14.
a photo in my head, a touch on my hand,
for a second you are.
from summer to winter in this minute,
from the cold of nothing to the heat of your skin, a second.

i need you to move, but the thought, photo, you
still, cold, breathless, lifeless. You are.

Time left for a minute in this second.


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