Short Paned Poems

Moonlight through a window frame
casts a shadow grill on the floor
from my bed I watch
the six-paned moon dial
climb across the floor and wall
 I can't sleep, again.

Like a movie clip
that loops over and over
Faerie and Flesh, I wonder
where She might be
again and again, until I fall
asleep, again....

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Duluth Warmbilt factory blanket
placed over his shoulders
after dinner cookie in lap
untasted
facing out the long
double-paned window
grinning hard
scaring the new hire
   A skull she thinks
waiting for it to melt
just enough
so the two-ton truck
  The crazy kids drove out
  onto the frozen lake
  stuck out there 
  all winter now
gets swallowed up....

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