Cleveland respect

A gun pointed at my face  

in the darkest black hole  

hid the enraged fear 

12:29 PM It feared  

that I would not leave  

the home  

I had lived in  

for 19 years  

It feared  

It could not hold its temper 

12:30 PM and would throw its tantrum  

piercing open my chest

  

It was held by a young  

and even handsome  

policeman,  

who did this 

12:31 PM as his job  

at this jobless moment  

justified to do anything

Including

harnessing the fear of the gun

with its trembling trigger

  

This all happened last morning

a matter of moments in my life  

When 

12:32 PM I was evicted  

From the house  

Where I had lived  

for 19 years

but could no longer claim "mine."  

The young 

and even handsome  

policeman

comforted the gun 

by letting it rest in its sheath  

12:33 PM and recover from its fear

then

nailed on the door behind me

a poster sign   

"FORECLOSED"

Cited from a Foto Journalism piece titled Struggling Cleveland

See the Foto Journalism piece here: http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,1738458,00.html

Death of desire

Look is the desire
never bored for long

It goes beyond itself
tries everything
that is not readily available
on the shelf

It mixes loves and hates
blacks with whites
hairs with ants and honey
until out of the created, the unnameable
comes something funny

When it is fed up with its journey
it slips back inside
peeping at its own changes
in its restless non-sleeping nights

Out of boredom comes desire
each is the other's birth and death bed

Look is the desire
never bored for long

Swimming team

I love her feelings and styles.

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