“between shade of limbs / sunlight finds a nest waiting / the mind bees, mouth hums // not far from blanket / a Venus flytrap opens, / desires the moment”
— Greg Sellers, dual haiku journal entry, 5 July 2021
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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“between shade of limbs / sunlight finds a nest waiting / the mind bees, mouth hums // not far from blanket / a Venus flytrap opens, / desires the moment”
— Greg Sellers, dual haiku journal entry, 5 July 2021
https://www.instagram.com/kingreld/
There are no rules for this. Things are easier when there's a code of behavior. Waiting for Saturday to pass into Sunday & Sunday into the work week so one knows what to do with their time. Language neither the problem nor the cure, just something to occupy myself with. No one taught me the softness of the quilt against my cheek. It was something I could only learn myself. No one taught me how to deal with emotion. How to handle restless nights. & so I lied when I said I didn't know how I got here: a series of bad mistakes & misjudgments. A touch of idealism. Hope then disappointment. Really I've traveled nowhere. Standing in the same place for three years. Still wearing the same blue jeans, only now a hole in the knee.
Gina Myers (A Model Year)
Either way, we’re not alone I’ll find a new place to be from A haunted house with a picket fence To float around and ghost my friends No, I’m not afraid to disappear The billboard said “The End is Near” I turned around, there was nothing there Yeah, I guess the end is here
Teens, 1959
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Heart Shaped Candy Box (True Love), Andy Warhol, 1984
Synthetic polymer and silkscreen ink on canvas 10 â…› x 8 in. (25.7 x 20.3 cm)
The Ghost and Mrs. Muir (Joseph L. Mankiewicz, 1947)