yakiba
poetry from the tempered edge
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
backbone of jelly -
creature made of porcelain -
I am both - under
Monday, February 6, 2012
I can't see the path
the fog has closed in - I move
inch by inch - the cliff
Sunday, February 5, 2012
tide pool - shadow - edge -
heroin - sleep - sea of clouds -
loneliness - escape
Saturday, February 4, 2012
I see the mirror
and the fragments of eyes - melt
boiled cabbage smell
Friday, February 3, 2012
a sliver of light -
maybe, maybe - a photon
of promise - of life
Thursday, February 2, 2012
sunset Groundhog Day -
to accumulate worth and
make life meaningful
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
I grasp at straws as
they blow away in the wind -
tomorrow scares me
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