The Great Love Letter Of This Great World
Everybody’s walking around, as if they didn’t know that we’re in this together. Everybody’s talking loud, as if raising a voice made anybody feel better. Everybody’s living so damn small, […]
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Golden Apples
While you were still sleeping, I dreamed a wonderous dream: I walked across a meadow with Anna Nazarene. The wounds of desire that I thought had long been healed were […]
Garden in Flames
My love is a garden in flames: it blooms as it burns away. It dies and still it remains for you, my baby. I held a picture of the morning […]
