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The way we look at thingsSo DifferentIt’s seductive, provocative, scary evenIt’s the beautiful charm of the otherA giftA look intoAnother way of slow breathing experience The way we look at thingsCan frustrate, antagonizeDisrupt and corruptTangle up our thoughtsPush us to the edgeRight to the very edgeof fumbling, fighting, falling And then, just maybeWe get throughWe…
And in the headlight glare … click on the title to read the full piece
i think it was a Saturday afternoon that sweet dead time ‘tween 3 and 4 … click on the title to read the full poem
A poem by Sven Bjornstad Sven Bjornstad is a singer, a programmer, a father, husband, guitarist, poet, a moral man. He is a thinking man, a good friend, one of a small handful of humans that keep this grumpy hermit composer (of strange texts) upright and forward facing. He has always had my back. He…
everything … click on the title to read the full poem
The anger twin tripletsRighteous, unruly having funBrother Impotent and Sister FrustratedLooking on, over my shoulderCan’t quite work out my silence asThey tune into my thoughts SometimesAnd it happens far too oftenI am walking somewhereThinking of so many possible outcomesAbstract and mundane,Deep (like you need an oxygen tank)And shallow (welcome back to the baby pool)(Fuck I…
You were my very first hurricane … click on the title to read the full piece
From the Outside, Listening In. 