Author: rmatlack

thrust bearing

sinking into a relative position in each twist there is friction in each action an addiction tightly bound to its supposition a lost cause from the start the untrained eye a missed mark cupid's prey the forlorn heart
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Denver, for the homeless.

my mind it wanders as i walk the streets of denver my mind it wonders how they keep it together walking in the morning stepping over the sleeping they litter the streets like streaks on the wall when the... mind starts leaking truth like a rusted gate or loose tooth swinging from a strand of flesh the meat that holds the glue the sears as your hands collapse and time it folds into itself my mind it wanders as i walk the streets of denver stepping over the sleeping huddled transient masses
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buoyed by memory

gravity it seems only prevents that which is heavy from floating away full of lead, weightless. they say, that you'll float away so the soul remains... so the soul remained. they say, weightless, as a dream buoyed by memory forever adrift.
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the salt in, the air

the water the ocean the salt in the air the drop in the cut back the fins free the air the rush of adrenaline the wind in your hair the water the ocean the salt in the air the swell in the tide out the suns up and dried out the tears of the doldrums with surf up and warm sun the water the ocean the salt in the air
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