maybe von helmholtz got it wrong when he measured the speed of nerve conductivity as eighty feet ... CONTINUED
harvest moon
hot summer afternoons have long transformed all buds into bloom. from my shuttered room i peek ... CONTINUED
ink dark moon (a reprieve)
beneath an ink dark moon she waited for me but i was lost in the depths of sleep, dreaming of a ... CONTINUED
waiting to exhale
between one heartbeat and the next so much which hangs together by the fragilest of threads can ... CONTINUED
just as i wake
between one heartbeat and the next so much which hangs together by the fragilest of threads can ... CONTINUED
daffodils
in silence i wait by the field-stone gate for spring-time blossoms to bloom. and over my ... CONTINUED
vw microbus
out in my backyard edged by a tumbled stone wall my old and rusted microbus sits up on ... CONTINUED
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