Walk to a Red Telephone Box

Each step

Down the hill 

A step of deceitful betrayal

Each step

Down the hill

Under a moon of fascination

Moons and hills

On occasion out of balance

A soul lost to the valley 

In deep desperation

Fascinations and betrayals

His souls shallow weights

Streams that form

In shades and clearings

Of human scale

Find their way

To fast flowing rivers

Recent times flood plains

Hills and valleys

Land bound

Far from sand or sea

Open for enchantments

By a soul once thought of

As both distant, and free

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Vales

In that quiet hour

Sat in a place founded

On innocent foundations

An easy mind to scour

Thoughts gallop unbounded

Through vales of gentle undulations

At one with the eternal flower

All flights of fancy eventually grounded

Rounded to more sensitive premonitions

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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The Breakout

I want to empty all the boxes

Paste everything on the wall

I want to run barefoot with the foxes

Write made-up stories ten feet tall

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Slit

The small square window

Lets in

A brilliant white light

As though one

Had opened

A door onto the sun

The thin rectangular

Window beneath

Is dark grey, almost black

As if one had looked into

The bottomless cavern

Of ones childhood

The cactus on the cill

Tells us

That there is still life

That it is fed

In the times

Of both dark and light

As if we were in need

Of both extremes, and

The continuum between

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Elide

Minus eight degrees

Sky clearer

Than the blue nothingness of infinite bliss

Alongside, a thin strip of finite horizon

The brightest, most brilliant white light, as though

An illicit affair would be any less exiting

Quiet highways

Open their floors before me

Fringed with snow and frost

The worlds trees form the shape of weeping willows

Their untarnished beauty as innocent

As the first fantastic secretive date

In the roadside diner

Hash browns, eggs over easy

Pancakes with maple syrup, before the open roads

Endless travels: sublime distant peaks for guidance

Suggestions of the calmness that came after

The rampant excitement of our first consummation

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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