Anima VIII

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It has been a rough nine months

since you put your arms about me from behind
in greeting, on a cold night.

We didn't know each other then,
not like now, the complete histories,
topologies & choreographies spun out of our lives.
That was later.

You cauterized my heart, unknowingly,
left a small spark smoldering,
to later flare.

Now, nine months from a simple gesture,
I have set free that weight, unconsummated.
Back in the cold night but warmed,
I have been allowed
to keep for myself what I would have given
had you accepted.

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I'm best known as an artist and designer. Relaxing makes me tense, so I tend to put in a lot of hours on diverse projects.

Before becoming a visual artist, I spent 15 years as a poet. I studied poetry at Interlochen Arts Academy, Naropa, Stone Circle and on the streets. I performed my work for years at Stone Circle, solo shows, poetry readings, and at Lollapalooza in 1996.

I still write poems, but only if I can make them fit the constraints ofTwitter.

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