Up in Smoke, 2013

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.
embers are the end
-leftovers-
of a big fire
same rules apply
don’t blow on it
.
if you want it to die
.
I called you back
days later – after your calls
I was calm as a lake
.
till I heard your voice
and my heart believed
it was a puppy and started
to jump around merry
and wild – no rules
.
it was fast
as lightening
me and you alone
I could even smell from here
the fields around your house
.
your skin – what it has got
that buds my body up
ready to open up
blossoming effluvia
of springtime
.
each word is breath
.
I’m a sea with deep moves
waves cover me now
we consider
meeting
tonight

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2013-04-05 15.49.00

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