reading #240

AME AND THE TANGY ENERGETIC

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excerpt from my soon to be published novella

Katya 2019

There may be hope for me, I thought, rolling the smoke between my fingers. How different everything felt. The box, the stem, the lighter, the cig. I could sense the tobacco leaf inside the paper. Crunchy, resilient, it bounced back when you pressed it. I set fire to it and watched it burn and glow. I felt the smoke hit the lungs and exhaled at the top of my breath, I can breathe. Maybe I will last, after all, I thought, relaxing and getting used to myself again, taking drags. Aden looked worried, huh, I suppose they all did. I wish I could tell him…I still see things that turn me on. The barber shop cylinders have gone dark, the neon lights are lit, the end of the night far away, the dance floor naked and ugly without a dance. I paid the check and smiled.

– Trouble ’99

boiled coffee mixed with cream

this morning i am jumping jacks

boiled coffee

mixed with cream

this morning is the day

you came into this world and

i am calling you

my kitten an alarm clock and

got me out of bed

i cook for you and me

the tibetan bell

the heartbeat

the love of my life

on the road again

i cannot count my blessings

but

i can sit here at my desk

beat up the old english

language for a while

all what makes life @ 46

worth living

alto

she swims alongside the current she

follows the sun into the sea

after many days of searching they

presumed her drowned


they knew nothing of the changes or

how she made it through


she may as well have died


she cuts through open water 

she moves the breath of life

she has come awakened

to meet the deepest sea