lean in a little.
say it like it's a secret.
make your breath sound like italics.
click your tongue against the roof your mouth
then you'll sound like me.
the typewriter.
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Reach for the clouds. . .
Tickle your toes. . .
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driving home from the farmer's market- I can't see anything- through this storm- I come home to sleep- with you-rest in your arms fu...
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like me- it serves as a question as well as an appropriately foolish letter in bad company it only teams up with words like yodel, ...
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motionless sap. ogling your shadow, you have much thinking to do. has the potassium kicked you in the arse yet-and got you going? you a...
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Under a blanket it was at high altitudes in love or nauseous? I once held his hand his touch was so soothing-but with a lion's face. and...
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nipped at the ankles which is how I wander through life sometimes I must be pushed through a door finally opened after years of knock...
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Tickling toes- there was something about that barefooted madness something about that wistful waist-high wishing and wooshing in the woods, ...
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and now that the anger is gone there may be a few more glimpses like looking out of the window through a thin veil of silk. a look in...
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confession is all: it is what my poetry is, and that is my life.
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sex object. not afraid of the words. I've used many objects for the sake of sex. in fact my body has been pretty disposable- I don't...
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Reminder "You do not seem to understand," they'd say "That rivers are wide, and are not so easily crossed, we fear, they ...
psst... I love you, typewriter. :)
ReplyDeleteSeriously though, does anyone actually use a typewriter these days? (Much less talk to one?)
if I did, I'd never get anything done on time lol.
ReplyDeleteClever; I loved it...mine would say "chatterbox" lol
ReplyDeleteThis is great! I remember those typewriter days... you captured the sounds perfectly.
ReplyDeleteHow sweet a relationship. A typewriter, is so very close in thought!!!
ReplyDeleteEileen
I started off at age eleven typing on an old Underwood my grandpa gave me. I typed incredibly fast with two fingers.........for decades, while one key after another fell off. I resisted the computer and word processor, but what a revelation once I switched over........no more White-Out by the gallon!!!!!
ReplyDeleteMy kids remember going to sleep and waking up to the sound of me banging away on the keys.......thanks for the memories:)
surely :) sounds like you have part of a memoir there.
ReplyDeletethis is fantastic
ReplyDeletelove - make your breath sound like italics
thanks Jo!
ReplyDeletesmart.
ReplyDeletethanks Jingle!
ReplyDeleteI love this one I haven't used a typewriter sense I was 11 you make it sound much nicer than I remember lol
ReplyDelete"make your breath sound like italics..." love that. LOVE that. <3
ReplyDeletethanks, babe! :)
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