you look at me
i glance at you
you point at me
i nod at you
you smile at me
i know what to do
there is scaffolding
and scotch, silk sheets,
skywaves, and singing
and a fade out. . .
we kissed at the end of the film
your eyes were closed, your arms internal
your thoughts of brazen streets and cloudy nights
my stubble leaving marks on your wan cheek
Unknown, likely 2001
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a samisen song
burnished blue in brisk sunlight
a free sea side dawn.
Unknown, likely 1999
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reverend businessman
looking at names preserved in concrete
flannel vest boyfriend
brags about his new pink nokia phone
four jazz masters
jamming on the green lit catwalk
single bass slapper
playing reflective folk music for change
fat grey boulder man
wont let us see at the drive in on stage
thin fluorescent boy
makes pbj on canal street while taxis pass
pale blonde woman
believes that she is the world trade center
plaid pant princess
wants to find mercury on the a line
one black clad girl with a painted face
a mime waiting for the next oyster bay train
three blue cosmonauts
mimes waiting for a ship to broadway, or mir
one million
mimes looking like everyone
October 1999 with slight edits
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how many times does it seem?
that the step taken was a word on a plaque.
when your way is plagued by the blue velvet fog,
quite like the purple haze or the indigo smog.
it is a day of the grandest sort the one that is clear.
in nine of ten million
you would not even realize it was so.
in 9,999,990 out of that ten million
you could not even realize that it was not.
but on that one day designed by dogs.
you realize that there is a path to your route and it is right.
May 1999
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I decided to move the wordpress site since I was tired of the ads, and I was renting a server anyway. So H LiNa K Period Com moved!
In honor of that move, I am going to put up some of my college poems for all of the world to not read (or suffer from if you do read). I also dream of making a mix or two while I am stuck at home due to the times.
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Old school all mp3 mix in a zip because its just the music that matters. I bought most of this at the bandcamp ACLU giveaway so give something to someone.
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The zipper spilled a watery nun on the ground.
Her presence demanded steps of inspiration,
groans towards the heavenly helicopters,
and for the father to relieve the fevers, the chills,
but she evaporated and left winter turf,
so he clenched his hand and demanded milk, spat it out,
and sobbed where her liquid bosom had lain.
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