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	<title>the poetry knook :: the poetry of stephen m. james :: indianapolis, indiana &#187; goddess</title>
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		<title>Hug buddy</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephen M. James]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[another couple&#8217;s caress is a &#8220;love is a dove from above&#8221; poem, reserved in a library, checking itself out it scribbles in the margin -tly the lights fade, the librarian says &#8220;We&#8217;re closing,&#8221; my eyes bring no catalog of goddesses, but the book-next-store to need me and feel me, up to no good -nested in [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>another couple&#8217;s caress<br />
is a &#8220;love is a dove from above&#8221; poem,<br />
reserved in a library,<br />
checking itself out it scribbles in the margin<br />
-tly the lights fade,<br />
the librarian says &#8220;We&#8217;re closing,&#8221;<br />
my eyes bring no catalog of goddesses, but the book-next-store<br />
to need me and feel me,<br />
up to no good<br />
-nested in this contrived world trying,<br />
not to envision prostitutes<br />
carrying on conversations about<br />
Myers-Briggs, MacNeil/Lehrer NewsHour<br />
by hour, do I need a pay<br />
&#8220;meant to be?&#8221; she asks when the long<br />
walk ends the girlfriends<br />
gather eyes tell it all,<br />
&#8220;he said we weren&#8217;t dating.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Parenthetical thoughts of the future</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephen M. James]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[having everything except the thing wanted the most, (when we meet we won&#8217;t deserve each other couldn&#8217;t have it any other way) veneer paneling doesn&#8217;t splitter your skin, you say, hiding away, some crevice, somewhere dark&#8211; waiting in passive beauty only the living (are beautiful, you know?) daily strive, ah, the alive, falling and failing, [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>having everything except the thing wanted the most,<br />
(when we meet we won&#8217;t deserve each other<br />
couldn&#8217;t have it any other way)<br />
veneer paneling doesn&#8217;t splitter your skin, you say,<br />
hiding away, some crevice, somewhere dark&#8211;<br />
waiting in passive beauty only the living (are beautiful, you know?)<br />
daily strive, ah, the alive, falling and failing,</p>
<p>and getting back up again,</p>
<p>haven&#8217;t met you, maybe I have but no doubt I will have&#8211;before we meet<br />
because you are no ideal, no goddess (I know)<br />
wouldn&#8217;t want one (for keeps),<br />
so in love with our destitution (are you, too?)<br />
&#8211;<br />
we should still strive, reach each other,<br />
or I&#8217;ll give up before beginning,<br />
sitting here like you today.</p>
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