Fools and devils—
these are our words,
capering in the floodlights between us.
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- apostrophe.
- WWJD?
- Kite
- Thunder
- On Proper Boundaries...
- Habituation
- I and You
- ... et fini!
- Mona Lisa
- Pasadena Window (II)
- Pasadena Window (I)
- Rebuired
- Emily Post
- Lullabye
- Just another hymn...
- One Tang Dynasty Poet
- Heartbreak
- Orion walks
- Determinisms
- No words.
- The stars that rise in waves...
- Music
- ...
- Ragnarock
- Chasms
- At 1 a.m.
- Cheshire
- Not paid up.
- Take it.
- Twilight
- My Fingers
- Shut the door
- If I could write..
- Spring.
- Poor Sinner
- To a Distant Lover...
- Tulips.
- scattered.
- Rain
- Alibi
- Reading Rumi (II)
- LA Song
- Corner of Colorado
- The Skinner's Lullabye
- Untitled 2
- Reading Rumi (I)
- Four Poems (after an argument)
- Pslams (two poems)
- God, not there.
- We March Already.
- Gypped?
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