

Love and MathWe sit on my floor and eat 3.14 while we organize our fractaled lives with the Mandelbrot set. The GEB sits by our side as we argue nature and mathematics, for we know that consciousness can not be mapped by simple numbers. I turn my head from our conversation and watch the rain bead on the bedroom window, and see two raindrops meet, it was then that I could see that one plus one sometimes only equals one. I look into your eyes and our consciousness and ideas meld and one plus one starts to equal oneLove and Math


Cleansed By RainShe undresses in the falling rain and washes away her earthly desires. She tells me that tears are the trails of lost memories but that wrinkles are maps of the remembered. As the rain falls down her body she tells me, as we age the map gets larger with the more happiness these memories bring, but the trails of tears always evaporate and fade never to be seen again. She turns toward me, her nakedness exposed, And adds one more wrinkle around her mouth, and mine, As we cleanse ourselves in the falling rain.Cleansed By Rain


AtlasI mark an atlas of your body running my hands across longitude and latitude marking its Moutons, Valleys, and Caves. I run my hands through the jungle of your long hair. A refuge I seek shelter in your foreign land as I explore the geography of your body. The land quakes under my gentle touch until your earth opens and pulls me in. Making me one with this new land, and you one with me.Atlas


Midnight TrainI walk the dark streets and dead eyes stare at me from every direction. I wonder if my eyes share the same blank stare of sleepless nights and empty cigarette cartons. I walk to a stop and take a midnight train Wonder around town looking for someone to sell me cocaine. I light a smoke and wonder down back alleys and through brothels. Women grope at the heme of my garment Hoping for some back alley Messiah. I offer them no miracles and no money. I see Jenny in a corner and old poetry runs through my mind and I realize there is a stack of books at home that I should be getting back to.  Midnight Train
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Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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It's February 16th which means it's your special day. Hoping you have a fantastic birthday, get some nice gifts and generally get to enjoy it lots.
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Enjoy the cake!
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Will someone please call the surgeon who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart.
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the words you use are out of ink
(p.s. You'd've adored one of my son's xmas gifts...a celtic coffin for his knickknack items...
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