and so you built walls great walls that would make ancient civilizations weep and know exactly what you meant by putting one hand in front of another like has always been the way to the way which you’ve made yourself full with you comfortable finally in the center where you forgot to put a window … Continue reading
leave the pockets of day untouched that blush the private collections of your hands drifting deep in me to find bits to repair yourself though i make it difficult by wanting to hold your heavy head and tell you that it is okay it is okay it is okay you are you are you are … Continue reading
none on no one yet still hoping for you so i can write to the girl who fears oblivion to tell her that this fear is oblivion itself and though there will be nobody who escapes everyday apocalypses at least you can recreate daily * it is the comfort of you that makes you talk … Continue reading
if your only defense is that it meant nothing you show you do not care again for it left me defenseless by meaning too much * there is no way forward i say how could there be no way she says because there is no way backwards i reply wishing to recollect … Continue reading
love you learn isn’t the first person who says the words to you but instead the first one who doesn’t repeat them back after learning how to say them so lovely * forever before i have known ignorance and have never known it to be blissful * i am a slow drip looking for a … Continue reading
she tried to hide me not realizing i was husk that would one day grow larger than her to watch as she comes tired and dirty from being soiled looking uneasy for rest finding my shaded trunk and seeing her name carved in weepy sap it at the bottom but there are fruits above that … Continue reading
it could happen to you should be the only advice we give for it could if you can and do without would * i suppose i knew i was always going to die but i didn’t know i was going to die before then * a seed must explode in order to become but not … Continue reading
where is the you in the dress i said to me naked as the self which grew up and grasped onto this this this moving more more into what i remembered like the spilling seas in you where we were repeating beginnings of time that saw mountains out of nothing and forgiveness to the sky … Continue reading
my shadow is a shadow of what once was shade that can now mouth that i am the best best when she mistakes streetlights for stars and i tell her love’s the first electricity anyways but it’s dark now though my shadow is still depressed in the furniture that has grown with … Continue reading
in a time where there feels like there is no time literature is peace even if it is rifling on about wars and showing that the tragedies that have come to the monkey business of the present swung before right into the stomach spitting out slippery words that need to be reinterpreted by the greatest … Continue reading