playdate haiku
red lint in my hair
googleplex hours of talking
a bruise on my lip
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bifurcation haiku
entropic juice drips wildly down Creation’s chin mad, bifurcated dancing
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domesticated ferality
hiding a stuffed animal for your cat to find in the night to present the kill the next day melting into the soft sweetness of midnight phone calls and intimacy in separate beds naked boy running through morning stillness disturbed by the smell of flowers the itch the need to taste blood to destroy something…
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for a moment
“I’m liking this a lot,” she said. “Me too,” he replied. (she smiled) for a moment, everything was right in the world
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is there a me to see?
do you see me through the smoke and mirrors of your projected mind? do i see you? is there a me to see or am i just a fractal of a greater reality? when you say you love me do you mean me or a fragment from your former reality? is there a love beyond…
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awake | alive | present
“Peace is present right here and now, in ourselves and in everything we do and see. Every breath we take, every step we take, can be filled with peace, joy, and serenity. The question is whether or not we are in touch with it. We need only to be awake, alive in the present moment.”…
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seduction of the Divine
Just when you think you have The Mystery figured out it will elude you. Like a beautiful woman, or a fragrant flower, The Divine will always flirt with you. Enjoy the seduction!
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