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a little lighter

if i die today let it not be because of yesterday but because i managed to slip into the ever-escaping tomorrow * these sentences show too many spaces between us but i cannot stop myself from reading into the bare silences * when i die ensure i am drunk and in love   perhaps with … Continue reading

a little light

clouds as teeth against your blue shaping into sweet supple nothings that have milked everything from my bite except for you staying solid and untouched by the allure of flight in the sky as a baby unaware it was born without wings * time between us old lovers fumbling wrinkles and curves unwanted through wanting … Continue reading

a little lithe

i suppose i am looking for love that doesn’t look for love or suppositions * i have seen you only in poetry   broken   reread   unhuman again * you will die in gas and gasps and gaps   but before breathe back breath from all those who have exhausted and expired already and … Continue reading

a little lit

and have you considered the sea’s fear of the never beaten beach or perhaps that broken hearts have more openings for entry or that the tired mirror should be shattered for it has seen more than you or that you have seen too much too for you do not reflect much anymore about considerations of … Continue reading

a little little

i am ignorant of the future but i am arrogant enough to plan for buts * you remind me of armageddon armed again army ends * i have nothing to show for after 24 years except for me which took a lifetime to see * i am sure i will join the dead unwilling disjointed … Continue reading

a super hero who is 112 and smokes and may have made love to your girlfriend

the youth are the problem for they don’t know how great it is to be young and this obliviousness against it all is a problem of old for the old forgetting the old * my life is expiring mouths and tight throats spent grieving those who are lost but remain alive and around with others … Continue reading

he r eh

i will never get used to being used by you and that favourite lie you said on your back looking up at me making me mull over whether i was the lost lonely cloud or you were that you weren’t lying * one day i will be all you wanted before you found those bits … Continue reading

burn the witch but keep the broom

i need to tell you i love you like i need not to but can nonetheless as the moon does to the sun sometimes during the day as a freckle against the blue waves that reach towards the sky and stars even in the smallest of cups * i am nothing without you for even … Continue reading

be longing be

electricity green where the nature doesn’t grow finds me holding onto my bag fearing the rowing above from buildings bending against the dried stream that recounts the now dead tree stumps still reaching for the next leaf and the original current of yellow that may bask between my legs in a smell of longing to … Continue reading

thinking on thinking

mornings have regretted the night before but have still picked off the shadows that are leeches gleaned from a stream of yellow that smell like piss in a daylight that sees me there clothed yet still naked moving in the direction opposite from the world’s spin trying to regain tomorrow’s tomorrow with a little bit … Continue reading