Aaron Louie - Blog

It is the sound of water churning in the dark
dark distance that, through the glass,
is my peace.
I smell ginger and cinnamon
and pepper and garlic
with each breath, the spirit of wood and fabric
Liquor enough.
It is the escape of mind churning in the dark
dark distance that, o’er the miles,
is my peace.
The feral relentless tides
of our own [...]

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She fancies us children
in a house of infants,
all grown,
forgotten
that deep deep inside.
They are all young as us,
wide eyed naive as us,
not quite as bold as us,
they twice as old as us.
We just as young,
just as knowing
as not knowing,
just as wanting.
She fancies us children,
knowing better,
knowing less.

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I let the patterns in wood
teach me
how nature draws.
I see her fractal brush
paint clouds
a sunset hue
I learn the ways of sight
under the
tutelage of stars
I know the best of music
sounds from
the ocean’s lips.

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My world is all too small
Too small for the journey I am taking
Afraid the planet rolling ‘neath my steps
My steps taking me spaceward
The music of comfort so loud
So loud I cannot concentrate
It is this smell of leather and dust
And dust the history of this
Hold my hand that grows cold
Grows cold in absence of the [...]

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my head throbs
the computer hums and clicks and whines
my neighbor’s music a dull ache in my back
his laughter causing homicidal tendencies
i need to eat
i need to feel
i need to wake up
so many things to do
so little energy to do with
the muscles in my arms strain to stay afloat
this itching on my scalp smells of [...]

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deftly, deftly creep the velvet vines,
braid the hoary tower tall
softly, softly feather the blossoms all,
sweet as bittersweet wine
slowly, slowly tick the long hours by,
the maiden fair returns alone
sadly, sadly is the waiting done,
to my heart the great swans fly.

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