POEMS FOR NO TIME
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Black zip-up hoodie
the kind that a friend wears over to your house and leaves behind without consequence
bulky zipper
draughty dialogues
leaves the country
alleys
high fives
see you next Friday
white Vienna dress made in India
white faux linen, motorized cotton, electric embroidery
delicately fanning the horizon line
new city gullible
eager camera
machine-made desserts
Thelma bracelet
serif font
bronze link
engraved for the canyons
the great cliff
the revealing leg off the side of the highway
broken up, desperate, forgotten, absolved, all to be swept under the rug
to be put on the shelf of a dusty secondhand store a year short of the decade after
to be sold by a volunteer with a gentle, talcum face, silver hair, and cataracts
Omas ring
25 stones regarding patience and time
the deepest red, the daily reminder of pursuit and forgiveness
to give to the other, faults to be had
gold glistening like a teenage string of spit in the tungsten low set low tide slide
the uprising that wraps around the significance of a promise finger
striped underwear
no bra
I am beside myself
Angry, throwing negative intentions
powder pigment blasting out of sacks
the majority is not moving, just taking it
us few are far too consumed
the painter at the seaside
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pained by his own pigment
we slow down and gain perspective
All I can think is, how can I get there?
this machine requires a taxi or time travel wear
in shades of camel brown
saddle leather
cream sequin
gold glimpse
crocodile print
yolk yellow
soot black
white glow
and wet grey
my wallet is thin like Japanese paper
much slender than the rest of me
...all is painful... all is painful like sights for sore eyes
I'm already late
I'm already late
because I can't take a taxi
can't take a taxi
can't take a taxi
and I'm not going to make it in decent time
Woman with blonde, sandy hair and a beautiful side sweep reminiscent of a crescent moon sits by the window
Two seats behind a man reads his newspaper
another cruise ship has sunk
and an oil rig has let us down again
Flight attendant wears red leather gloves
she never removes those crimson conductors for the span of a 13-hour transatlantic crawl
smooth and unaffected
those fingerprint-less fingers
those red criminals
are pushing trolleys to earn a decent buck.