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    hops are bitter. life is bitter. coincidence?

    Thursday, April 24, 2008

    love is in the air

    at about 4:00 this morning we awoke to a horrific screeching noise coming from the woods across the street. at first it sounded like two animals fighting, but only one of them was making this aggressive racket. The other was making a different sound entirely — a repetitive whistling sound that resembled a high-pitched coo. It didn’t last very long, leading us to conclude that we had actually been privy to a midnight tête a tête between a pair of fishers, known in this neck of the woods as “fisher cats”. Oh, the lovely sounds of Spring!

     

    Monday, April 14, 2008

    someone I don’t know just called me “Reuben”. That’s not my name, but it sure made me hungry...

     

    Sunday, April 06, 2008

    leather lips

    not anticipating your kiss
    I suppose I did pivot somewhat —
    the sudden silence in the room
    imbibing your fragrance,
    my legs weakening
    while you tilted my head back
    stared into my eyes
    and poured into my mouth.
    you intoxicate me.

     

    Thursday, April 03, 2008

    self-realization

    I have a confession to make: I am an INTJ. What’s in your noggin? Take this test to find out.

     

    Tuesday, April 01, 2008

    between you and me

    between you and me
    is so much wilderness
    one can’t help but get lost.
    between you and me
    I tell myself
    it could have been different,
    but damned if I can see
    just where or how.
    what good is blood
    if you need water?
    what good are words —
    loud, soft or indifferent?
    It should have been different.
    It should have been different
    between you and me.

     

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