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All these people on the street, I’m thinking, we’re all knives
we’re all knives but these other people, they’re the handles
I’m a blade
~
pacing back and forth
back and forth on the curb
panic perched on an edge with papered wings
it’s just a bridge just a bridge just a bridge
I’m a blade
the papered wings finally open and
I walk across
~
in the restaurant I tie on my apron
I take orders bring food walk up and down
up and down aisles
smelling strong coffee and old food
everyone talking
and their voices open wide in my head
mouths move words pour out I keep moving faster
surprised there’s meaning
the whole room
one long sentence
it’s poetry in motion
~
the $1000 car is a boat too big for handling
I’m too tired cross country driving falling night
I have to get there have to get there
you know I have to be there on time if I know what
but now hard comes the rain
and then harder a somnolent coating
car light prisms smearing all the windows bright white
in the middle of the bridge
the papered wings open wide
and I say
“close your eyes it’s a dream”
and it is
a dream in this moment
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my car’s bumper a foot from the campground tree
parked like an expert valet all breakfast voices and sunshine
I wake with not a clue how I got here
having slept without knowing it the rest of the night
a woman with her kid walk by
close to my window but
everyone seems miles and lifetimes away
something opens as I look all around me
the papered wings fly out and I push them away
starting the ignition automatic all action
I turn from the sun’s mourning light
on my way west again numb to all handles
I’m a surgeon cutting into muscle to remove the strain
I’m the blade
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Wow, this is stunning. You etch the voice and the rhythm so vividly with the blade of your artistry–a true, weary, frantic, human voice and a richly varied rhythm. You make me feel I know these scenes, this soul, how she ties her apron and brushes her tired hair from her brow. How about making a film:) ? Thank you. xo
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Guess you can tell I’m a fan of film noir. This is about as close as I’ll come to making a movie but let’s take the moment to imagine the possibilities…it just gets more interesting, Sirena. Shine on…
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Yes yes, imagining the possibilities, especially for casting! And directing, score, cinematography, location, costume…..:) Thanks for the inspiration. Xo p.s., not film noir, but did you see the film, “Get Low?”
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Loved it…probably time for a re-visit. Duval is one of my favorite actors.
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like a good movie
I could read / see
again and again
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I’ll get the popcorn…thanks, Geo Sans!
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This is beautiful, and yes, you are the blade. Gorgeous, telling images here.
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Thanks Susan!
…as for being “the blade”… I have my share of Kali. It comes with the territory.
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Yes, it does, and we should embrace it.
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Indeed..
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