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Christian Black

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17th and Lovejoy (part one)

The shimmering dissolve of your kiss,and Van Morrison saying sweetnessAbout your lonely, sad eyes. You,Bathed in sunshine slivers through window blinds....
Posted by Christian Black on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:57:00 PST

amnesiac

Even though sometimes, while we sleep,Car tires sizzle over wet streetsAnd the rain washes the day away from the pavements,The heart still wants to be an amnesiac....
Posted by Christian Black on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:48:00 PST

Fucking MYSPACE

This screwed up site will let me do everything but see my home page or profile.
Posted by Christian Black on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 08:23:00 PST

Here

The pus and blood, theRitual.The purpled reminder of The rag as banner.The distance between whoYou were andHow you hateNow, is miles orCentimeters...Mystery exists inThe knowingJust how far....
Posted by Christian Black on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 06:22:00 PST

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you;I go from loving to not loving you,From waiting to not waiting for youMy heart moves from cold to fire.I love you only because it’s you the one I love...
Posted by Christian Black on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 11:52:00 PST

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           -What’s your name, girlie? he said         &n bsp; -Melody Nash, she saidAnd Henry Smart ...
Posted by Christian Black on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 11:09:00 PST

OS CANGACEIROS

Even with our unknown faces         & nbsp;         & nbsp;         .. .
Posted by Christian Black on Thu, 13 Mar 2008 12:15:00 PST

Useless Elegy

There should never beany more poetry becauseyour shadow shines on other loves, and on mists and stones              and foreign  &n...
Posted by Christian Black on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 12:01:00 PST

Cinquain: 1-51A

Here where       I am, I sing.       I’m weighted. Looking pastCalling things, loved or hated,My own.
Posted by Christian Black on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 11:33:00 PST

When Canaan Was Pure Energy 1989

You were brilliance:The colors ofTorn tulips thrown. The ones thatYou carriedDancing The nightCovered in brightnessAnd time just begun. Tulips coveringWhite porcelain....
Posted by Christian Black on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 11:28:00 PST