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where was the time that took the place
of time with my best friend
why did it have to be so short
the goal it seems the end
why did we have to say goodbye
as if it just weren't right
to be together longer
than it took to take a flight
from where she was to where I'm at
and then to go and flee right back
to where the walls had layers
that if thicker would be black
could we wash them as good prayers
climb the stairs
above the track
to cross over the nay sayers
and roll down the rails
conveyors
making time fly by
the grey hairs
that had come and gone like that
spat
it couldn't not just
crash
lash
out with a shout
then cover my mouth
so my teeth don't fall out
in the midst of a moment
that cut me some slack
and I wouldn't make motions
to her if she hadn't
told me she was mine
yet she didn't mean that
as a matter of fact
but a figure of speach
that could reach out intact
with a meaning unknown to me
grown in the shack
groaning to answer
the on the map
of the country that spans
many vast hinterlands
several canyons so grand
and too big to collapse
with out quakes that would make
the Earth shake till it breaks
up the buildings and spilling
out tools to make traps
that lead many away
from the path through the maze
and wound them up turned around
with out a slap
in the face to awake
them from sleep oh so deep
that for year weaks it lasts
from future to past
by the loosening grasp
on the grip that could rip
out the pages intact
from a book that was taken
to Earth out of Heaven
then hung from a booth at 7/11
to look up the number
and listen for thunder
and ponder and wander
then wonder and plunder!
so I'm sliding back into the sand
right near the foot of the bandstand
that when scraped away reveals clay that in hand
could be used to make shoes
that would run up the tab
to the top of the can
of pop that can't stop
bubbling up till it's struck by another one
crushed in the brush
outback behind the vans
that were left right beside
the board that rolled
down sidewalks cold
the aqua socks
under snow shoes
used not brand new
some times it's just like movie watch at the drive through
can't find the time to take together out
so full of doubt
at least there's fast food
discern the additude
of what would make some one be like a rainboot
cold feet clomp down the streat
why can't we meet
till they've been tended and mended
by those who would abuse
them and bind them like lotus girls
toes in a perma curl
too tight to unfurl
like they were meant to
with or without
a foot in my mouth
or a yard or a mile
my smile flew south
to be with someone
who was out and about
but for want of what's leaving
we both took new routs
I couldn't get up there
to where she was at
and she couldn't get down
out of town and subtract
the sum from the difference
of time that elapsed
between streams that did beautiful older ladies looking sex dating ARn't mean to
feed the desert sands and weather
or not they were hot or cold
young or old
sparkling silver or glimmering gold
recovered and kept by a wilderness mole
with a twinkling nose
that could dig down so deep
then not speak what was told
til the end of the cold
winter night that shone bright by the light
that was lit by a hit off a grit
that did sit by the burner
'twixt the pot and the stove
the cleft and the cliff and the cleff and the clove
the floor board sprung up
stepped on after it creaked
or a
moray
eal
feeling the crag it was hiding in
open and close
with it's jaw
full of brine
that was salty and fine
for pickling ginger
trickling vinigger
running out
of time
to find
a place
to chace
away
decay
and pray
today
begins
to spin
thin
hay

into garlands so grand that they stand
by the way
in to town
on the ground
raining on
a parade
of paralyzed penguines
in wheelchair displays
flown home under water
a submarine sky
the deeper they go
the darker the dive
till the light streaming forth
from the pole that was north
curved around
as it bounced
off the surface so rippled
the waves lost their course
ridden by some seahorse
that did bridle the crest
of a tsunami force
sound wave
misbehaving
delay
seconds shaving
off time
from the record
broken
to get out
of doubt
and find my friend
again
I miss her