...little illuminescent...

from Hoboken

the fog over the city

sits like a grey water

foam cutting off

the tops of scrapers

and cornices of churches

while we sit here 

and wonder what happens

to clouds when they

reach too low 

to allow light 

to be direct

but diffused

...ol skhul...

in this class

we were strengthened

by spirits,

long deep breathes

and pursuant of life

because it had no

causes against us yet

(In the picture,

everybody is in their old

new bodies freshly grinning

faces)

...upon this (white/wish)...

smallest leaf/biggest pile

sitting on the suburban

street waiting to be swept

away into the next pile

on the corner of Main

and not as main

(at this time tomorrow

the leaf, with all of its

hopeful joy and energy

will be disintegrating

into the winter 

like the white flash)

we wish the stars

good night and feed them

with our startled conversations

                         all the fiery little 

lights remember

is                      the leaf flew

up and up and up

until it joined them

in that same 

                         white flash 

                         we wish

at the sight of

...rumi wanted...

Hey Folks...I am getting pretty antsy here

and I need to get out of Jersey by the end

of the year. If you know anyone in Lower Manhattan

or Brooklyn (Bay Ridge up to Williamsburg)

looking for a roommate or know of any 

reasonably affordable places for me to 

live/share/squat, please let me know. 

Take care. My unlimited love to y'all.

reiter76@gmail.com

...frost contact...

that the chill in the air

has lifted off of chests

but it immobilizes 

our fears and control centers

for the ice in the lungs

can't become fluid

or we'll die and to avoid

that       we must

       breathe deep

and keep breathing

...cuts...

sorry 

never cuts it

but that 

is what

I mean

...living eyes forever...

the faces are less real

than the flesh they pretend

to recreate   

her stroke

is one that feels small

and inarticulate

yet finishes

fully expressive

like the texture     

  her cheeks

always sallow

or just the people

she chooses to recreate

and the fame they tow

or the power of the subject

  they propel toward creation

...delivery confirmation...

surprise or no surprise

the act was with the heart's

purest intent and the brain's

ever swirling commotion

when thoughts of you

dance like petals

floating into the wind

of this November chill

...dissipating pixels reforming...

eyes from afar

are still eyes 

that can penetrate

distance like spaceships 

and astromen

and visions of technology

that brings space

to its tender knees

evaporating distance

sky and time

like water 

on a hot radiator

...veteran's dilemma...

thank you grandpa

for serving me (us) proudly

and for taking me (us) into

your arms, defending

me (us) from true threats

and real terror

you (we) would be 

ashamed of this 

campaign we (us?) wage

today    you would

say that it's not like 

(us) or (me)

...arch of history...

a great orator is only 

as great as the truths

he is able to uphold

a great man is only

as great as the dedication

he shows to his fellow man

a great leader is only

as great as the history he creates

and the arch that continues

VOTE IT UP!

VOTE OBAMA! NO, SERIOUSLY! VOTE FOR HIM! PLEASE! EVEN IF YOU ARE STIIIILLLL ON THE FENCE...SAY FUCK IT AND GO FOR IT! YOU'LL FEEL A WHOLE LOT BETTER THAN YOU DO NOW!!! 

(fingers crossed) (no voter fraud no voter fraud no voter fraud no voter fraud no voter fraud)

...the left behind...

the pillow smells of you

and I'll have to

take that into

breath and thought tonight     

while you sleep 

unheld and 

unsound

...decade out of synch...

what is ten years

when the wait has 

been internalized 

for so long,

it's miraculous

and all of the insights

become lucid

photographs 

of times when

we couldn't have

conceived the idea

of ebbing and flowing

together

a bit here 

a bit then

altogether synched