Wendy Grimsley's Writing for November 2008

drawn to

this morning i was reading "Scenes from Politian"
and you were playing "The Killing Moon"

seconds later i was rummaging through your trousers
like a frustrated diabetic through a candy dish

shortly i slipped the golden ribbon betwe…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on November 30th, 2008 at 1:51am — 1 Comment

i forget

signals that i should see when i'm closing my eyes reaching out for some kindred spirit finding labels don't tell you everything inside i must admit i was confused by chemical reactions hands can only disguise a conversation with signs but i feel like i recognise me without you or any other validation, my mistakes are hindsight and yours are predictions that fill the gaps between paragraphs where we once swore off tradition i keep hearing god call you, and you want me to say that there is someth…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on November 11th, 2008 at 9:53pm — No Comments