Month: November 2020


WIND IN THE ICE CAVE blows round my empty heartspreading throughthe ice cavechillingeven passion’s firenot stoppingdispersing all emotionsup, down, aroundstalactitesbreathing intoevery veinchilling (champagne)in the ice caveof lost lovebits chip offquietmeltthread thinsilenceCRACKsnapped finishedENDED by Janet Brugos,  Paris, France 1993   

2020 Masks

2020 Masks days of yoreon the radiothat masked manfollowed by the thunder of hoof beats. now, no hoof beatsthumping heart beatshiding behind that paper maskthat medical grade surgical maskor that piece of fashion mask Are we inan annual, biennial or dreaded perennial mask year mask as a disguiseplayful or sinisterintention is preventionhiding dropletsto protect others …

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