Monday, November 26, 2012


Burning trash day, laundry day, cleaning day...
     and I wonder...

If I told you that I love you, would you understand it's in the cosmic sense? I love you like Jesus loves everybody. Why do people assume all love that isn't family, is romantic? There used to be different words for love; the greeks had so many - I wonder if they still do. We lost those words
and assumptions are evil.
Maybe if I wrote this in stanzas 
you would read it
as fast as I think it
this train of thought
desrves its own rail
this stream deserves
its own mountain
to fall to tumble
to roll
through my sight
across your tongue

But anyway,

I was wondering.

Why shouldn't we be more clear?

(early 2011)

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