It was after all, our muses who caused the bruises. Buttoned us up. Now we wear our pretty scarves.
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Cactus and Tree
Today in Time
To enter imagined threads that could have been should have been, might have been:
Read MoreMy Map Draws Me Closer.
I long to take you by the pinky…to walk this landscape…
Read MoreDrink whiskey your woman
Neat
And smoky
Misting in a fog.
Tell her a secret
Michigan
Breaking-up my heart again, Michigan.
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Delighting my every fright.
Read MoreI Am My Own Muse
A ghost, I think.
Read MoreNefarious
Black bra, pantyhose, and Absolut alcohol…
Read MoreBee-in-a-Bonnet
Suddenly, we are holding hands. And I think you are saying something about fate.
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