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Ohio in The Incipient Spring
Fireballems
Flat pockmarked land compliments a cloudless sea of sky, which fades to white at the horizon. Broken in the middle by concrete, land still remains relentless, forever sprawling. But forever straight fades into rising and... More »
Feeling how you feel
Fireballems
Feeling how you feel after eating just enough of the sunrise, I kiss you and know it is forever.
The Moon Cascades over Mountain-tops
Fireballems
The Moon cascades over mountain-tops and into the valleys below; hiding behind patch-barked trees and underneath waves of water within rivers flowing towards lonely towns, the Moon runs away from the Sun and the stars... More »
Slowly Static Builds
Fireballems
Rain drops drip, and like static, form an ambient audio in the hollow caves of my ears. Following paths to memories, the static drip-droping reforms moments and acts them out behind my eyes: I see... More »
At the mention of a period
Fireballems
At the mention of a period, at the mention of an end, I unravel, and my strands of being jump to the floor and quickly all leave each other, leaving me fit to fragment, and... More »
You and me and us
Fireballems
You, and me, and us, and everything that ever was, and is, and will be, lives —singularly— in mind of new born, slowly awaking from the abyss of nothingness to light of existence.
it is impossible to sleep when you're not around.
Fireballems
It is impossible to sleep when you're not around. I find it hard to dream without your presence. I inhale your exhale and it fuels images in my mind. But none of that is here... More »
Saddam sways slowly.
Fireballems
Saddam sways slowly. A blurry, pixilated, contrasted camera-phone captures the movement. Upload. Violence sparked by broadband connections. Saddam sways slowly. A video camera pans with the body. Broadcast. Al Iraqiya inciting violence from its satellite... More »
Lips erode my being.
Fireballems
Lips erode my being. Bitterly seductive words touch my ear— or is that her tongue? Her spine feels like knots in a tree. Our mouths meet in infinity. Falling into that bottomless pit between lust... More »
Causing chaos we, with our eyes, leap across the Grand Canyon.
Fireballems
Causing chaos we — flirtatiously, impetuously— with our eyes, leap across the Grand Canyon and into the in-between infinity. Sinuously, with our hands, we mold castles from the air. So, when hordes come crashing... More »
Poetry
March 2007 