Saturday, June 23, 2012

Messengers

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Coffee with one
Lunch with another
Phone call to a third
Putting out the word
Slow boat to China
Carrier pigeon with scroll
Smoke signals on the bluff
Telegraph key tapping
Emails whispering
Drums beating out the
message, echoing in the
hills, of my latest
bid for freedom.
Dreams coalescing as
I talk, surf, shop, commiserate
with true friends who have
no doubt about their
sexual identities.
I need a place to live and
a comfy bed to sleep in.
And tea.
And a puppy.
And books, the vessels
of my thoughts,
putting me afloat in the
beautifully clear
stream of single
-mindedness.

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