![]() cradle the edge.A Poem by Haden![]() reinstated![]() These two lives, pressing in ... and all I wanna' do ... is introduce the two. Mother, child, wife have you met... the devious writer who has a crush ... on Keira in Beckham, McKeon of Facts, and Gina in Bound? I'm in heat with the cat tonight as Katie Hail Mary serenades me with her lullaby. I'm rockin' out with the dyke slam beautiful poets: Alix Olson is bleeding through her jeans as Andrea Gibson snaps a photograph of something that looks a lot like my lonely scene. I'll rock my ambitions to sleep, I'll cradle this open mic poetress to sleep ... over dreams of people who inspire me. And I'll fantasize about what it would mean ... to have someone who knows the two ... mother and manager; writer and fiend... support the person that is morphed in between ... and love me ... even though. But, until I'm out ... until I've found her, found me, in the warm and welcoming accepting flesh ... I'll just stand here quietly, rocking, swaddling, cradling the edge.
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Added on February 16, 2008Last Updated on February 17, 2008 Author![]() HadenMAAboutI grabbed this from Nicole's page (my fellow Gemini), too appropriate! The Gemini In Love: Geminis love intelligent conversation, so the way to the Geminian h.. more..Writing
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