as if i have been asleep my whole life.
as if waking had a colour, the
blue, the red,
the colour of eyelids
as if all i have ever known is the
early morning blankets,
the slow breathing,
the sweat, the still-
life
a human being cannot live like this
you are on fire,
you are burning,
i cannot help
but watch
you, like the fresh
cut ends of hair,
grass blades newly sharpened,
the ring of tiny bells
the capacity to love,
i want to dig it out of your
breathing
body
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i love this...
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will you write more poems about my life, please? so far, so good.
you are on fire, you are burning, i cannot help but watch? genius.
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i am channeling the world.
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yeah. yeah, you are.
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i haven't read your writing before and i am so glad that i have found it. it's like something i can devour sans remorse, and better than a tub of ben and jerry's. brava.
do think you could probably hyphenate "grass blades," though.
-endymion
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i think it should be hyphenated... but it read all funny, so i didn't. maybe i'll do it anyway.
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when you post, it is always, always something exceptional.
thank you.
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Wow. I wished you'd write more often kate, this is why. sighs.
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i wish i wrote more often, as well.
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i love your words. i've missed them. life is full of small crimes.
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yes, very much so
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