LOVE DRUNK
by tim j snell
And i was wrong, as usual those days.
two starry eyed lovers intoxicated
by towering intimacies before I fell
back down in it. (Kinda like a cloud -- trent reznor)
SATURDAY MORNING HAIR CUT
by tim j snell
Because I'm hooked up to the big machine
that keeps me alive.
the big machine is Nature
On its largest scale
Including all the far flung
Clusters of galaxies very different
From ours. All this still feeling the pulse
of creation.
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I will work on editing this as the weeks go by.
I hope to make these two poems longer and more focused.
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