Monday in the Leather Hallway Chair

When I freeze, I breathe.
There are loving black shoes,
and they kick at my gut, warmly.
When I warm, I watch for grace,
but what am I expecting from so low?
There is a smooth movement.
I know I would never freeze again,
but I know I’ve been dreaming again.

 

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  1. #1 by abichica on February 9, 2012 - 1:38 am

    beautiful!! 🙂

    • #2 by Carl on February 29, 2012 - 9:39 pm

      Thank you for your comment!

  2. #3 by siubhan on February 9, 2012 - 6:08 pm

    … but i’ve been dreaming again… dangerous stuff, Carl….

    • #4 by Carl on February 29, 2012 - 9:39 pm

      Perhaps a bit of a dirty trick, eh? Thanks for commenting!

  3. #5 by heikewrites on February 10, 2012 - 12:45 pm

    Carl, i hope you don’t think i’m being ridiculous, but could you do me a favor and go over to L’s blog at untitledmoments dot com and tell her that she’s fabulous because she is. and your words are always so powerful, such a source of renewal, reckless bravery, beauty and strength.

    • #6 by Carl on February 29, 2012 - 9:42 pm

      Thank you for your comment. I am following that blog and will enjoy. It looks like an interesting effort.

  4. #7 by Carl D'Agostino on February 12, 2012 - 9:50 am

    I’ll pass on that warm kick to the gut

    • #8 by Carl on February 29, 2012 - 9:42 pm

      Those are the old days, huh?

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