dual torches
Friday, May 31st, 2013We used our phones as
flashlights, stepping cautiously
along the cliff face.
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We used our phones as
flashlights, stepping cautiously
along the cliff face.
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No proposal, but
registered at the pawn shop
and the brewery.
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Soon, others joined the
movement, not caring about
societal norms.
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Fate is fickle and
unkind. She leads us to hope
disguised as dead ends.
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Video: interview with Mike Tomberlin of the
Alabama 167th, on Memorial Day 2012
Happy Memorial Day!
We could do better
by our vets, living or dead.
Today, tomorrow.
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The path isn’t clear.
We may choose a direction,
but wander astray.
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When he was naked
and vulnerable, she held
him ever so tight.
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Knock knock. Get out of
my heart. (pause) Oh, you can stay
a little longer.
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Evil monster is
lame. (yawn) She’s unseemly czar,
known sociopath.
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Her heart belonged to
art and people and crafting
and passions unknown.
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He scanned the foggy
horizon, searching for … he
wasn’t quite certain.
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His eyes opened, and
she was gone. Never had a
dream seemed so lifelike.
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Father, husband, son,
scoundrel, drunk, beggar, drifter,
human. Rest in peace.
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The kitchen floor still
has rings where their supper bowls
held their attention.
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