one more try (images)

apple blossoms
falling in a circle
around a tree
falling like snowflakes
twirl in a winter globe
falling like crescents and daggers
rise and fall on the merry go round
an electric operated tree
turning around and around
dangling flowers and bees
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marshmallows on toothpicks
marshmallow man
onward marshing soldiers
marshing out to war
marsh, marsh, marsh, marsh
marsh! (heel stick) marsh! (heel stick) marsh! (heel stick)
tennnnnnnnnnnSion!
woman with red hair walks by
all marshmallow men forget their girlfriends
swagger left, swagger right, swagger left
"they call me melloOw yelloOw (quite right-ly)"
marshmallows melting in the hot sun
sticky sweat melting on loaded guns
marshmallow cream on nose and cheeks
marshmallow dreams of women and sheep
marshmallow maaan!
marsh! (left) marsh! (right) marsch! (left)
marischino cherry on top of
MY marshmallow man
Marsh! Marsh! mush
mush, mush, mush! in the winter snow we'll
go mushing
mashing lips on the back of the sled
snow sleigh taxi to freedom
from marshmallow land
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breaker went out
had to fix it again
thought of you
walking into the dank cellar
what is beneath the surface
walking through the dark
to get to the light
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my world is empty without you babe,
hear this playing
your love keeps lifting me higher
hear this
haven't had music for days and these
songs come to mind
jitterbug, wake me up before you go-go
somewhere over the rainbow
my guy
i've still got legs, still know how to use them
still know how to choose them
steeling forward into dandilion fields
cutting through swaths,
up to my thighs in dandilions
mustard or dandilions
shaking seed from my hair
when i return
shaking salt from my shoulders
saving some for my pockets
to rub into your wounds
to rub into your eyes
i want to know if you cry

just around the corner
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back to the wheel
of fortune, the aries and stars
the union of mars I and mars II
took awhile to find you
1,000 years before the rest
of the world knew you existed
i knew
if this wasn't good for everyone
i would never do it
the stacking of the chairs
wooden legs on wooden legs
a hard but tight fit
for making room
if i don't meet with your approval
or that of your family and friends
find my son's hand
see him with me
if i seem unpredictable imagine
it might be that the fish
doesn't want to be caught
in one place too long
not knowing which net this is
if they throw the little ones
back into the water or not
i've run from safety
not knowing where my safety was
and i've escaped hands of hell
because i discovered i was in bad company
too little, too late
but the rate of my success, of eluding death
and other traps
has tampered with my ability to trust you
the few of you who actually cared
if i did not know you before i was 15,
i do not know who you are
slipping my finger into a knot
may or may not save me
he hates me for writing and maybe his friends
do too, and i hate his lies
if we can compromise, i still think
a good thing can be done
what is in the best interest for everyone
may be that light which only shines
at the very end
of the tunnel
i think of my son
as my light
nothing else matters to me
but at least for however long i am with you
respect, loyalty, trust, and confidence
will go a long way
farther than money and promises
farther than grudges and resentment
i find there is no one
absolutely no one for me to believe in
except my son and i know my son can
trust in me to care for him best
our bond is not broken
despite attempts of others to get ahead
to punish me
the neurologist said, after 2 doctors:
a pain specialist and a regular general doctor
discounted me
she found reason for the numbness in my legs
she found reason for the urinary incontinence
she found reason for my claims of pain
i am validated at last, once again
by one person, after all the others thought
"there's nothing there"
likewise, there is more to me
than most think there is,
there are real damages, real injuries
real insults to my name
i am digging my way out of the refuse
that was dumped on me
like the woman in the black book
stripped to the waist and beaten
with a vat of refuse
poured over her wounds
i picked myself up
again and again
and walked to someone who i thought
might be good for me
maybe
maybe i was hated for being a big mouth
maybe i'm jewish,
maybe i was pegged as a threat to the
monastery or vatican to some fanatical group
maybe i insulted a member of mafia without knowing it
maybe it was to avenge mary or dogma
i don't know
bets were placed on who could get me
who could rape me, or date rape me,
or convince me to go with them willingly
anything to demoralize me
and for some to assert their power
women, some of them the worst
betraying their gender