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Definition 17

love is not
seeking thanks
for kind acts

Chagall 2020

Tongue in Cheek

the first time we had sex
she had lots of fun

the second go-around
was my turn

now we’re set
for the rubber match

Chagall 2020

The Amorevirus

I now understand that patient zero was
a young girl from the Bronx who had witnessed
her older brother being beaten to death on the street

and her heart first swelled
with anger and fear, but then released itself
into love oceanic

a desperate love for all humanity
for better days

the newscasters showed graphs all week
of how her love spread like a contagion
with people across all continents –
Antarctica included – infected

until finally
in a matter of days
we the people
of planet earth
throbbed as a
single loving
organism

for this, let us pray,
there is no vaccine
nor cure

Chagall 2020

TOVAREECH – NYET ZDYESS!

HEY – ALL YOU RUSSIAN TROLLS
STOP LIKING MY POSTS AND FOLLOWING MY BLOG

CHAGALL

a Witness on my step, bible in hand, tells me that these are the end times,
I close the door as I bellow and beg to differ

I will not go gentle into the night
and I will likewise scream into the face of any good day

Chagall 2020

Never Too Late?

old and tired, her body arrayed with wires,
tubes in her arms with greater girth than her own wrists,
she turns to me and asks
What is a bucket list?

Chagall 2020

Nobler

O’ would you like to swing on a star,
dangle from a comma?

Grab a handle and dance

Chagall 2020

Backlit

Her dreams, like kites strung from her heart,
never take flight so she has severed their strings

From her roof, so near the edge,
kites on the horizon appear
half-way already to heaven

Chagall 2020

On Death

the involved mind is reams bound, perceptions woven,
crosshatched, all that we are

the assembly of tidy bundles,
of things that need to be

I open a window to let the strong breeze blow and scatter it all about,
oh, god how delicious the salt on the air, the wet primeval scent…

“…wane light, timeless light, faded surf on sand
foams slower tonight than when we used to stroll…”

all motion, sound, the heart…
simply stop

let us vow to continue to roam
in the face of this newfound vantage

Chagall 2020

In The Mined

It is better to make some money and regret not having made more,
than to lose and regret not having made any at all

Chagall 2020