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I. Twins
Born
Of Industrial waste
And far off cities.
Soon we leave,
We’re leaving.
Do you remember
Where you received those eyes?
That stance?
Love
Is wagons and pigtails.
Evil
Is sharing the front seat.
Did you hate me?
I hated you.
We both loved the sun,
Came from water,
Worshipped our Gods.
You never remember
That day.
That day we sat on the beach in Carmel
Shivering, hovering
You never remember.

II. He Becomes a Part of Us
Fog
Stagnant and stale
Stank of old air.
We’ve stopped talking
You run differently
And he is born.
There are no mistakes, you say.
Tell her that.
You wish you could play
The violin
So I take up the cello.
Its heavy.

III. Birthdays
Experience earned
You call yourself an artist
And I try.
We are the same,
Born of the same…
Am I great?
I can see your bravery
She gave it to you
Gave us hope.
Days are shorter now.
It doesn’t matter
They always come back.
To summer
To June
To those four days that separate us.
Those four days
Hold onto them
We take off.
I am alone with you
And I already know I love you more.





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MELLOW said...
Aug. 25, 2008 at 4:01 pm
Lovely poem i must say^^ i totally enjoyed it.
 
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