April 30, 2016

Artemis in the doorway .......................................................................#NaPoWriMo2016

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do I ever
not note 
I know 
love lurks 
to burn 
whatever 
whenever
you're to 
be found 
and be us 
and with us 
a feather 
or stone 
in a vacuum 
we all 
fall down 
for you 
ashes, ashes 

EJR © 

3 comments:

  1. I like the "ashes ashes" addition. I was initially going to say "Ring Around the Rosie" but opted for "London Bridge" instead.

    The word "note" makes me think of passing notes in grade school, which leads me to ponder what it would be like to be a budding young "woman" receiving a note like this in sixth grade, instead of one that says, "Will you go around with me? Circle yes or no." :)

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  2. Just picking up your melody ... I'll leave the rhythm to nose ... yes to note how rote we've become ... never boring spilling jacks and rubber balls from our pockets ... what were we doing in summer school ... distractions gain traction as we grow into adulthood ... I remembered every corny graffiti penned on the back of your chair ... I swear I stared into more fantasies with the scent of your hair propelling me further than I had ever been before ...

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  3. My hair does smell pretty yummy. I'm often "propelled further" by its scent, myself. In fact, I'm deep-sniffing hand-held near-midnight masses of it as we speak.

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