Sam
Truitt – 10 poems
samtruitt@gmail.com
To throw our arms…”
To
throw our arms
around
a moment
throws
our arms
around
the dream
enveloping
the
universe we
are
the voice
of
throbbing
There
is a tail…”
There
is a tail
like
a comet’s
behind
the sun
we
are wove
to
like one
braid
we ride
together
space
w/
our genders
&
our breath
turns
& every
woven
thing
that
moves b/w
us
is energy
on
a journey
we
have only
begun
to
be
“Earth swallows…”
Earth
swallows
flesh
swallows
life
swallows
breath
&
there is no
escape
we
can make
that
doesn’t fit
in
our mouths
miracles
“I’m going to sit…”
I’m
going to sit
on
my ass
&
speak
into
your face
what
comes to
me
from behind
watching
a sound
being
formed
from
a message
being
tore
out
of the love
letters
breathed
into
my heart
to
fling back
the
dark
world
we leave
forever
“A
perfect…”
A
perfect
evening
a
shadow on
the
wall is
writing
to
sit
inside &
grow
still as
we
are able
to
climb to
put
words in
place
of
“The way escapes…”
The
way escapes
no
dance
&
calling to
its
rhythm
our
hearts up
from
the middle
flows
in every
direction
every
dimension
there
is joy
&
there is each
moment
met
in
surrender
to its swarm
The Sun
Things
made
without
love
turn
out
the
same
identical
to
the task
but
to make
love
one
is
flung
beyond
creation
“When we let…”
When
we let
go
the mind
we
let
go
the rhyme
let
go long
ago
to hide
what
we cant
find
when we
close
our eyes
we’re
not leaving
because we’ve no
place to go
all things show
thru the open
chord our form
mouths in silence
drifting home
“To stick a stick…”
To stick a stick
in
the ground
is
to stake
the
world
or
sway in the arms
of
a tree almost
alive
as
a
woman is
to
a man
or
part woman
or
part man
to
another man
or
woman
or
part human
&
silence
looking
out a sky
on
a star
we
can never know
the
end of
beginning
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“The coast…”
The coast
—it’s
impossible
to measure
—
there is no
way to get
there
—
you can
never get there
—
from here
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