You are all
my love poems
come true.
~ mce
"What is the proper way to proceed when playing a game one is destined to lose." - Jennifer Dubois
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
For You
All of these words,
the bruised fruit of my orchard,
the only gifts I have to offer.
~ mce
the bruised fruit of my orchard,
the only gifts I have to offer.
~ mce
Be Joyous Though You Have Considered All The Facts.
It is a shame
to live in the world
quaking with fear.
After all, the world
isn't afraid to die;
why should you be?
~ mce
to live in the world
quaking with fear.
After all, the world
isn't afraid to die;
why should you be?
~ mce
Bi-pod Biography
I am a bi-pod.
This is to say
I walk about
erect, though
not so erect
as a few years ago.
That is the me
visible to
the world.
But what of the rest?
Birth, biology,
facts, but mostly
narrative
and finally death.
I am what
I have invented.
A creature of
these stories
I tell myself.
All of that and
nothing else.
~ mce
This is to say
I walk about
erect, though
not so erect
as a few years ago.
That is the me
visible to
the world.
But what of the rest?
Birth, biology,
facts, but mostly
narrative
and finally death.
I am what
I have invented.
A creature of
these stories
I tell myself.
All of that and
nothing else.
~ mce
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sixty
Every morning
I look in the mirror
and expect to see
the face that used to be.
Life passes
short as a shiver.
Yet ineluctably,
all those missing moments
belong to me
as surely as
thousands of pieces
of luggage
lost by a bankrupt airline.
Every morning
I hope in vain
that they will
be on the carousel
and find their way back
to my mottled hands
one more time.
~ mce
I look in the mirror
and expect to see
the face that used to be.
Life passes
short as a shiver.
Yet ineluctably,
all those missing moments
belong to me
as surely as
thousands of pieces
of luggage
lost by a bankrupt airline.
Every morning
I hope in vain
that they will
be on the carousel
and find their way back
to my mottled hands
one more time.
~ mce
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