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the following isn’t worthwhile, though it took a while away from my worth. * here is how it is i think of you not thinking of me i see you in sunlit rooms and the places we haven’t visited but would love without being sloppy enough to describe it as such i talk … Continue reading
when was the moment you thought you weren’t valuable anymore was it when you had all the memories and none of the friends when life stewed in nine months matured in many more and was ruined in ten seconds by another mix just as complicated and long when i was supposed to … Continue reading
death keeps mailing me nude pictures with deep red lingerie dangling like last words or beads of a rosary and a fixture that is too pixelated for my tastes i’m watching a hockey game and it comes just before the bright side the hobble of happiness in a drugged commercial and the slurping win … Continue reading
you knew it before it was known it is the lost that last the things that you didn’t do didn’t say that made you ask how many brains fit in a head or how many heads fit into a brain there thinking about you washing dirt off your hands where the wooden shovel was forgotten … Continue reading
the following is due to the death of gordie downie. i did not know him. i listened to him infrequently. and i am broken too. * all those things that left in the morning behind that closed yellow door and the pants that aren’t put on quite right yet a car that spits smoke on … Continue reading
couldn’t stop the smoking so i swallow the cigarette couldn’t coo the crying so i tether the tissues couldn’t mend the ending so i look as you leave * swallowing you alive in gasps that tell of a story of something besides me spilling myself at your feet where i sift and slip … Continue reading
the following is not good. but neither am i. * so familiar the hand holding at a distance to bring another close while here the cold circles like sleepless nights or a tree already cut wondering where the fallen fruit goes if flowers shine around * to see with my own eyes my eyes … Continue reading
i suppose you want to hear how it all went away where the words that were never said go and the dreams unaccomplished rest among the children of an eunuch and the camp fire stories told by prometheus but i am tired of this language there is so much noise in us already the bannister … Continue reading
eat three meals daily save room for a fourth know that she will leave you empty spill yourself into rooms where you don’t belong with people stuck on an idea that the ruined rise and fall fell sometime between the daily yawns and awkwardness that you hold on your chin not as a bruise … Continue reading
the following is ollo, which isn’t a word but are letters needing to break out, that are full themselves, that are a blank face looking at you wondering if you are doing the same, that are a mirrored thought that you carry with you daily in slurps of coffee and occasional doodles that tells you … Continue reading
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