____- there is no shield around us
____- (love)_?
____- things we hide in(dream)/from:
____- you , (which : why is soo hard?
____and - fall. (which: i do
____- into: winter; Tuesday; autumn; September
____(which should read: - into: you; you; you; dreams of you)
____- fall. (which: i can't help
____- into (outof): home
____- These Morning Late Afternoons
____- in the couches names linger
____(- half-formed like crescents)
____- alone in houses named Home (where echoes of home linger)
____- without shields i.we are vulnerable
____- love?
____and - things we hide in.from
____- run to (us, you, away, fuarther
____(which should read: - i am scared as all hell and can't understand...
____and miss things i can't understand, and don't know the words to
____and wake up shivering and sleep unsatisfied and____________)
____- We Spell the Names of Our Hometowns
____(-We Dwell the Falls of Our Heart Brown)
____(- We Swell, the stars of our heart grown
____(which is another way of saying - before you i couldn't imagine you,
____and since you i can't imagine you, and after you i can't imagine you,
____and Time is a machine that creaks its pendulum from
____you to you,
____- From Dream to Nightly Dream
____- From: fall to home to Time to August to letters to shoes to novels to
____[lifts her hair above her head with one hand] to will you be alright? to
________now
____- The Persistence of Memory (that one taken)
____- One Last Thing Before I Go:
____(- that feeling of being dropped and falling)
____is love. time. infinity. - Everything is a Thing I Remember
____- [with her hair above her head, held with one hand, she laughs]
____- [by the kitchen counter he looks down at the floor. she puts her head under his neck]
____-You Scared?
____- [nods]
____- Don't Be Scared
____-
____- You Still Scared? (the sequel to Don't Be Scared)
____- [nods]
____- Don't Be.
____- from dream to nightly dream
____- you ; you ; you ; you ; you
____- These Late Afternoon Mournings
____- Heart and Home
____- lost.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
POSSIBLE TITLES FOR THINGS I MIGHT ONE DAY (NEVER) WRITE, A LIST:
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