Small Vein

poem about desire

Poem

 

Love and then all else
Or the ashes, the ashes that
Go with taking things to heart
One way
Handsome looks skew the point
Or maybe help it all go someplace
I don’t know about much
Maybe those lingering
Breaths that promise
A little more each time you come into the room for something you maybe forgot…

 

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photograph by Jean Gerber

 

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Lord Bison

Jazz-soaked spirit running circles around despair…or something like that. Really. Lover of words, lover of being in worlds free…just…free. New Yorker, artist, Virgo besieged by airhead tendencies akin to Libra moves. Bronx is home base. Began an obsession with writing at seven and twenty-odd years hence, still at it. Enjoy/love/hate/be bored/appreciate to your heart’s content. Or something like that.
http://www.lbisonartist.com

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