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by Mike Power

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  • They are eating the house across the street

    They are eating the house across the street Giant slabs of flesh have already been torn from its skeleton The destroyers are even now, in the rain and the snow, surveying their plunder The man with the big white dog died And the skinny young woman slipped away in the night The doors and windows Read more

  • Season of Silence

    Now that this strange season of silence is here I don’t trust my memory of the sound of your voice or the small exclamations of joy or pain that I thought slipped your lips and hung in the air like frozen waves waiting to crash Just to hear the sound of your breathing would be Read more

  • Season of Women

    I don’t know too much About this new slow season of women But I’m afraid I’m going to learn Before I get a chance to catch my breath The questions that roll over me like the ocean rolling over an invisible whale are likely to drown me before I get a chance to swim away Read more

  • 5:19

    Every day at 5:19 I run into somebody I haven’t seen in two and a half years or sometimes three and sometimes I don’t even know if it’s me But this time it is At least I’m pretty sure Although I have been sure before only to find out I was totally wrong Sometimes I Read more

  • Caught by surprise

    I have known a lot of people and It would be easy to say that some were good and some were bad but nobody was either. The worst had good and the best had bad, had and have and will have again, over and over and over I have known a lot of passions and Read more

  • Vicious Cycles

    When you’re looking for something that never will be found that’s when vicious cycles start coming around When every dream you ever had comes crashing to the ground that’s when vicious cycles start coming around When it starts with “I love you” and ends without a sound that’s when vicious cycles start coming around Read more