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City pigeons make street art under bridges A Jackson Pollock, something organic. It could be Mural 1950s and look—here? A bubble-gum pavement; is this urban street art
I remember the lake light shining Like a disk as I fished for perch or pike At dusk as I urged the fish too bite! Bite a spoon of shimmering bait… I remember bats flitting and circling
Join me on your knees on your belly please… With Gold in her teeth and hunger in her eyes The devil whispers in the reeds come join me Join me listen to the sitar players theorise…
The carpenter’s hands are bleeding blood His hearts a house made of sandalwood He carves and smooth’s it to fit a tawdry groove A dovetail joint he shares with you. And you approve.
Kahlil Gibran said many a beautiful thing. His quotes and stories are to be admired… A man of such genius he makes the heart sing. All that spirits desire, spirits attain. (Inspired…)