free radicals

free radical,
you have a sensitivity
to me and me and we.


(make. move. think.)


unforeseen trajects and
vectors tweak sweet
your lonely field of
harpsichord fission.

pre-pose to propose
the untold position. thin
hints compose an
unfolding proposition.


(you make me stutter internally)
(you make me laugh nervously)


poet maudit of
moving hands and jestures
smiling sadnesses
in sparkling blue.

my tense sheds
its tension, venturing
tentative to open our
trembling resonance anew.

free radical,
i've found a sensitivity
to we and we and you.


(that was number 3 on this week's top 40 countdown: "released" by frankie mekoos and the gazzolas.)


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