the following is sloppy. it makes me clean in the way simple dichotomies don’t.
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is it possible to be tired
of being tired
is it okay to not know what it means
to be okay
how is it that here
among the space of unwritten letters and ideas forgotten
i have found the place
that you go to
when there is no one
save for the thought thick with night and the pregnancy
of a moment
that leaves behind some poems
that result in some more poems
that are better than this
jagged whole
kacper
go to bed
you are whiny
and missing that
there is more poetry in between
the sheets on the body in the air
that brings it all to all without all of it
including you now
in a hardwood desk going soft
for what
it is
not you
never you
no more you
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