Nothing New Here, Really

Nothing New Here, Really   I’m still buying oatmeal. I’m still enraptured by white legs And short skirts, and I’m still Short on cash.   Except my window is open and lilacs are in bloom. I’m drinking Less. Much less. And yesterday I saw two Children carrying balloons.   I’m still haunted before I go to bed. I still wake up happy. Except you’re violent and lilac violet now, Saying you're ...

You Are The Secret Kept Secret

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You Are the Secret Kept Secret   you are the secret kept secret, the song only stars have known.   whatever the moon hasn’t told and why its shining, whatever men spend life looking for, rarely finding;   whatever is sun and sod and songbird song, and whatever clothes the fields in dew is you.   and i love you, but only the stars have known.   Minneapolis, 2009. ...