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The Old Demon
By John Grey I have fallen out of love with death. I sit on patios, Unmoved, in the lemon wash of morning. Surprise, surprise, the brightness doesn’t violate. Stay with it long enough, it almost humanizes. Grass dances at my feet, loops no nooses. Hours drone with bees that pollinate old anger into honey. Time [...]
10Sep2010 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedBlack and White
By John Grey It s a place where everybody walks around in black and white. No color, no shades of gray, just faces split down the middle, brightness and its shadow, love and hate, life and death. Look at these people sure but don’t expect the subtleties, the intricacies, you’re familiar with. They will kiss [...]
10Sep2010 | admin | 0 comments | Continued