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No Reasonable Explanation

There’s no suitable explanation for
me- no premise by premise,
with a slight scent of rosed misconceptions
leading to my conclusion.

Scientists? Well they’d have me
believe i’m the effect of some
orgiastic collaboration of molecules. 
But without my mind, i’m lost (and
they cannot fix that with surgery)

skeptics aside, why am I here? What’s
my function?

My function is merely to 
exist.
    To exist within those short breaths 
taken upon the peak of dawn’s smile. Within
the st-studdering flutter of eyelids
during the first sight of love, the first
realization of fate.

I’ve set on this land so the sun can shine 
through my eyes lifting my head to the clouds,
and my arms to the horizon.

And in my moment of pure innocence
and certainty, you look upon and smile.
  and in that brief stare-   
          I exist in you.
I exist for you. Whoever
you are. (morning jogger, tricycle 
warrior, dreamwalker)I am simply here 
For our thin glimpse of truth:
                              that I exist within you
                               as you in me.

God incarnate, I am not.
  But I am given the chance to obtain
God-like attributes. to be a part of Your
life, however miniscule or unimportant.
             I made You smile. I made You 
  laugh. I made You turn. I made You love. 
                          I made   You   exist.

If only for Me               You exist.-

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Spring

ripe earth fills her vast
plain with life ready for the
coming birth of Spring

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Chorus

Flakes scramble for one
Last breath as they
Plummet towards her face. 
Glazing each cheek, puddling
Down to her lip.

Her shrieks shatter the
Clouds- spreading        then
Disintegrating into the beams
Of light-   crowing the aura,
Pushing through the gray.

Quivering legs radiate
Into the soil
Awaiting the final
Push into daylight.

Releasing out of her
Worn and weathered womb, 
Melodies of swift willows and
Grazed petals intertwine down
Her veins migrating into the lonely soil.
Greeting each other with a warm smile,
And a soft kiss.    The melodies make their
Home there, spread stretches of chords 
Through the ground and rest.

Once they are settled in, they 
Breath in our  world, and 
Ready themselves for the
Cavatina.

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Boogie Man

the fiery eyes that seep out 
from behind that shadow,  that shadow
behind the corner of the room that
rocks me to sleep every night.
        its leathery tips stroke my hair
from beside my bed, the bed lay above 
its head (though I cannot see it) as I sleep ,
clutching my pillow over my ears.
he brings about night, smothering the day
til its last breath, the breath that couldn’t 
come any sooner then slowly fades away
             as he shuts the blinds and tightens
his fist.

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Youngest Boy

The long road has been
paved stiff. laid  sturdy
but with                 new 
journeys               anew
hero must stand and be
heard.
he will
make 
this road
his own.



He will	              Stand in
the face	          Of tradition,
a smirk                   With giant
breaths, he will blast a   new 
path. steady feet begin trans-
formation.	               his eyes,
aware                          of   the 
plane.                        he takes



     The leap into history not 
      just as a Plasky boy, but
                  as himself.
                   Life opens
                his bare eyes
       but only he can make
       Them see the  beauty





Jumping 
From one
Sport to 
Another
Arms.Firm.
Legs.Tight. and a glow
That can be seen for miles.


           He is the guardian of 
             two pearls seeking
                      strength
                       he’ll be
                      ready to
                    protect his
                       family 
         when the time comes. Bravery
         will mark his name in history.






Although he still has much
time for wisdom to progress,
you can	          see it
building	       inside his
heart. inside his veins. Make 
the most
of your
youth,my
Brother.

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Railway

tribal echoes reach        hypnotic.     simple

     Expressions


 the train                leaves     the Subway


peaceful         stranger

comfort               my                      head.

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Introduction Page

This poem bleeds into lines
of blue, lines that seep through
this binded window, lines
that cover lines that cover
lines, that reach you.

Reason was never intended 
to be found, as words
collide into words collide
into sound.

On the next page, tales
That cats crawl, mice meddle,
and sisters shrug
are to be found.

You’ll find loud letters
resonating through each 
other in a song of syllables,
and dedicated dance.

But not this poem. This
poem has no agenda,  but 
to make a home for those lonely
vowels blistered with ink
and consonants too dirty 
to make the front page. 

After this, forget 
you ever saw these misplaced 
words and continue on 
to page two.

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Baby Girl

She’s fixated on the colors interchanging
With each face staggering about the tube.
Her smile rips 
the open air leaving no tooth behind.
Laughing with her feet-rumbles the 
		couch lifts  
 her soft blanket- floats above her 
before landing.it’s impossible not

                    	       to 
                    smile        back. 
               unique                  ray 
             of sharp   light     bursts 
             into                            our
            quiet                         plain	   


               she                       loves
         her    sports.         height   be
       damned .       secret       weapon.
      small	                              package
     never		          stopped
    baby		            before.

	
         Numbers 	    Jumping
       Around     her        ready    mind
      She’s              good                 too!
     Math		             genes
    Always                                         help

		
             They say that she’s 
                           Not 
	      My
                           Lil’
                         Baby
            anymore.she’s grown!


Her heart- boundless wonders.
Her size- rather deceiving. 				
My
Little little girl,
What could we
Do
Today? The dim,  night
Shadows will soon vanish

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Light Switcch

It waits at home, 
as a lover does, pining 
for the slow stroke 
of my finger  up 
its firm spine.

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Singer's Voice

I always wanted to have a singer’s voice. always 
wanted those boisterous bellows of baritone
 racing through my throat, beating against
my lungs.

though my whistle is something fierce. It’s
shrieks shutter against my teeth and
shatters visible       visibleanything   and
I’ve broken too much of my eyes
for it to continue.