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Another Love Poem
Late Night Movies
(This just in)
From the dark side
of an illustrated moon
a volcano destroys
another love poem
We wear nothing but the air between us.
late night movies
A train emerges from your
Mouth. Across the platform of our lives
Your lips are melting igloos. Could our
Conversation be any colder? Spring sparrows
Noticed it, your skirt of complications.
Your stilettos stab the pavement like my heart.
I crossed great waves to find you and dove
Into an ocean of metaphysics to discover
Your home there at the bottom. You lounge inside an
Echo. Your fragrance is eternal: I can’t escape it.
Did I try to escape? That’s exactly what I can’t
Remember. I’m shackled by the freezing
Rain on my window, deliriously silent.
Who am I, who are you? These are questions
We ask the hours. Each of them.
I love to Friday
through the thunder in the wall.
out across the carpet.
In the rain God nails
skin lush jungles.
Humility is a vole.
Notice the chocolate horizon.
Wear the blue sweater of memory.
The days ahead won’t be easy.
Make a world noise, because
the future is already here.
Advertising turned us into mosquitoes.
Galaxies in the distance still sculpt
the gism of the void.
LARRY SAWYER's work has appeared in The Tiny, Skanky Possum, Goodfoot, Exquisite Corpse, NY Arts, Nexus, Court Green, MiPOesias, Arson, The Prague Literary Review, Arson, Versal (Holland), Van Gogh's Ear (France), Tabacaria (Portugal), Eildon Tree (Scotland), and elsewhere. He also curates the Myopic Books Poetry Reading Series in Wicker Park, Chicago and edits the journal Milk Magazine. His blog is http://www.larrysawyer.blogspot.com .