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My chin rested in
Fields of silky wheat
Fingers interlaced and winding through
Rosined strings of every tomorrow
Remnants of baby shampoo and
A freckled nose
Succumb to the moon
Wrestling through window slivers
Forcing me to thrash in rough cotton
And goose feathers
I wept and waited
For her to describe me
I’m not an imaginary specter
Like she
I’m right here
Limbs akimbo
In the moon-raped dark
Weeping and waiting
Fields of silky wheat
Fingers interlaced and winding through
Rosined strings of every tomorrow
Remnants of baby shampoo and
A freckled nose
Succumb to the moon
Wrestling through window slivers
Forcing me to thrash in rough cotton
And goose feathers
I wept and waited
For her to describe me
I’m not an imaginary specter
Like she
I’m right here
Limbs akimbo
In the moon-raped dark
Weeping and waiting
This is for the woman, Jamie, whom I've never met, but invades my dreams almost every night.
Sounds crazy, yes? Thank God...maybe I've finally gone off the deep end.
Sounds crazy, yes? Thank God...maybe I've finally gone off the deep end.
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Great prose Mark.
I am sending you a note to go into more detail.
I am sending you a note to go into more detail.