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Two Poems
by Vince O'Connor





She hangs kisses from my earlobes

sews our fingers together

with red wine thread

drinks coffee when I drink tea

and tea when I drink coffee.


She kisses the backs of my hands

with a warm mouthful of sunshine

holds me tight with ghost freckled arms

makes me cry with unbridled happiness.


I am drunk on this woman

dizzy from lips of ripe strawberry pie

who reminds me it isn’t

frozen February every day,

but sometimes it’s

a hot August night.



a line, (a short blue one)




as age accumulates

it is the loss

of possibility that lacerates

my soul


old love

letters and

photographs recall the betrayal

of dreams long

ceded to adulthood


I stare at closed and

locked doors that

line the past


and the scarcity

of those left waiting

to be opened

as I walk towards

the vanishing point




a line, (a blue one)


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