Stream of Conciousness Poems by David Michael Jackson

So Here We Are
By David Michael Jackson

poets know about letting go
about the stream which flows
like thin molasses on a hot day
red and orange dolphins
swimming in the purple sea
of my thoughts
you already know
the water which flows like a
cliche into your
consciousness from my
you already know
how the arms hang long and thin
and the fabric lays just so
you already know of the wetness of the street
in the darkness
you already know
of the fingers in your hair and
the lips
so there we are
again once again
in the twilight, trying to remember the
so here we are
and here we
have always

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