Bebo

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	dreams of death and other pleasures
	Ode to arcas sleeping: the pinprick moment of ocean space between us is marked by a vertical horizon that is purple as it is the moon in shades of forever and never until you speak my name i am locked in this space negotiating limits of my memory in case i remember too much joy in silences of breath and lips whispers that remind me I was or never beautiful in a split second now passed and I am again the woman for whom the future is dreams and endless corners of dark and light converging i escape to words on the page to [your] silence a million shouts scream! promise. not meant(per hap s al ways) for me and i am caught in the vertical horizon of your gaze thinking laterally that love is somehow only in smiles and the curve of the purple moonbeam across your back i watch from a window overlooking water as a tree arms stretched out to catch the waves condensing she smiles the sea holding out a dress that i once lost i stand here coral green in my hair with the fishes swimming backwards fizzing into nothing [but everything is] in my head and then to be gifting myself to you again and again [in silence and then taking myself back in a wail] curling inwards into a pin prick moment that is purple, vertical and the moon hiding her face behind your sleeping figure (c) CFKOYA/May 24th, 2007
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