Friday, March 2, 2012

corporeal




a thorny red heart
around a thin arm

A Story

   A Story by hol001



Where were these strangers dragging her?

My Tears In The Typing Pool

 


"I tune in to some friendly voices,
talking about stupid things.
I can't be left to my imagination.
Let me be weak, 
let me sleep
and dream of sheep."


.

to love somebody

I'm a woman.
Can't you see what I am?
I live and breathe for you.
What good does it do,
If I ain't got you?
If I ain't got you.




Thursday, March 1, 2012

deep in wool

deep in wool
deep in sleep

i have not lost my way, i have
never known the way

can feel only the heavily
anchored way

of the weight
of my feet

to the ground

(follow an arrow)

found a sweater
found butter

lithuanian princess
rolls away in the fog

Isolde/Deirdre

"There are three trees that are good: 
Holy and ivy and yew. 
They put forth leaves while they last,
And Tristan shall have me as long as he lives." 


"My sight is gone from me,
From looking at the grave of Naoise." 



 
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