vates

Where had it gone? When did it go away?
Lenon couldnt recall a point of separation.
- Maybe there was some command,
some invisible switch, somewhere

He mulled this over and over
on cocktail napkins and matchbooks
the Designs & Diagrams & Schema
that led him to There:

a rewritting of history before one could understand
something laced in conspiracies, awaiting a stimulus
(and there...
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I dull dull dullard lacking and lagging submit behind refracted in her image veeloa not viola like my grandmother but allegro aria she sings to me her lullabies, an infant I become again in the moment those same eyes are there far way blue in a villa on the Mediterranean, her quintessential deft in moving the immovable soul of I that moment past but lived...
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I've begun the long delayed endeavor of completing the novel. It is still quite meandering, vague, not on theme, not dreamy enough.
What's got me thinking about it is Bailey's journal entry. She wrote about first loves, and how one never really gets over them. That they are some sort of psychological yardstick - or impediment - depending on how one chooses to view them....
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For my first post I thought I 'd pose this question to all: What is the most erotic area of the female body?

I have my two candidates:

The fornix between the hip and thigh
The navel

where erotic is the outskirts of captured desire,
the almost-being-there,
a smile behind a veil