Lost Characters, Wandering Bytes

"...but i was so much older then, i'm younger than that now." -- Bob Dylan, "My Back Pages"

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Wednesday, September 14, 2005

3 poems away

):reprint of an old blog:(

i. arbitration on a sidewalk cafe

moment is split between the night and three souls.
fractioned more by two plates and a glass of unagreeable meal.
segmented stories are splinters shaming asparas.
sobs halve the sums; neartears stop every line.
words incise on fragmented words penetrating on flesh.


further focus on feelings,
memory atom-specific,
sub-particle subparticle is love.
until
the night dissolves on two souls.
trust is yet a stillborn synapse.


ii. view of her from a river raft

the silent sunset she wears on her back
blazing the early summer waters in abstract
pyschedelic suit abstracting organisms
underneath the stationary raft despite the waves.
mekong is floodwater on its banks
she wades through like a flowergirl
strewing petals of laughter
scents of which i thieve on
and secretly keeps in her backpack.



iii. lullabye in a rented flat

the bedroom tonight is a guitar away
tagalog uyayi won't put us to sleep
gma news on Phnom Penh cable
blares the story of silence turned into song

the bedroom tonight is a fight away
tagalog uyayi won't put us to peace
superbowl news on Phnom Penh cable
blares the touchdown that didn't count.

the bedroom tonight is a headache away
tagalog uyayi won't put us to dream
tomorrow Phnom Penh news is cabled
on a midnight love affair turned

into a daylong talk show.