because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

unwritten, still

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iron sky and frozen breath

the pall-grey feathered blanket

Self-doubt casts over grassgreen newness

and fragments of me whisper

colored thoughts

to the sighing cobwebbed cortex,

laugh mercilessly

as I fumble for Reason

and crow

What now?

what except sit in this corner

and write misfit words

on the back of a page,

abandon all your pretend worlds,

pretexts and swallow,

knowingly.

One response

  1. Bindo

    It seems that no matter where I go on your blog, I find great poetry.

    Are you published?

    Bindo

    bindo,
    your words are so kind! and it’s funny you should ask about being published: i’m actually in the process of doing my first full-length book, which will be sent to press hopefully within the week! there’ll be a link up here on the site with more info soon. as you can imagine, i’m pretty psyched 🙂

    thanks, as always, for your thoughts and for stopping by..

    –jsl

    December 17, 2008 at 12:07 pm

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