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I come on a string
of ghostly horses and eagerly anticipate a kiss. You say / No, first show me what presents you bring. So I unravel all I have. There are forest fires and ponies, ropes made from fantasies and a thousand adoring citizens. There are wishes and chestnuts, slippers to wear in the fields and corpses from the mouths of chocolate bunnies. You say / No. So I unravel more. There are oceans and llamas, comedies and dramas, there is the North Star and the South Pole, a bowl of devil toffees and sneezes that look like meteor showers. There are crackers and whistles, a ride on a magic kettle and tickets to Carlsen and Caruana. You say / No. So I unravel more. I unravel my heart and my guts, my veins and my skin and my nightmares, my will to live and my spirit. You say / Ok. But I am spent, bruised like a fog. I hang in tatters, and you say / it's over. And then I realize the startling truth - you never wanted me after all, you just wanted the thought of me. (From the Notes For A Train Ride anthology)
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Shipwrecks they will find
all in good time, we bicker over things that are petty. The scientists debate on atoms in states, and we bump heads on issues so silly. Doctors request samples and tests, we long for things we don't need, and in the end we still have to contend with a universe much greater than we. (From the Herds of Words anthology) Cargo ships are beautiful –
on the horizon in the big, fat ocean. That’s the measure of distance. It can make even the loneliest of places look pleasant. (From the Alphabet anthology) There is April and May
and boats, and we try fathom each other always as soft as pick-up sticks. But when the roosters crow these mornings I wake up better than ever. (From the Notes For A Train Ride anthology) |
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