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only once it dries do fish notice water * organs sing a note of health and reorganization of my body towards it without me remembering that there is no better job at reshuffling than cancer * i imagine the first time someone said hello the receiver felt just as sad to have to invent a way … Continue reading
life and death is a kissing curse where one sees the universe in reverse from closed to open with a child knowing adult unknowing aged knowing there is no more than unknowing as all spreads too far away * does the doctor see death in my eyes or just his own reflected through empty, black … Continue reading
when bad times come keep writing when rejected from a journal keep writing when you feel like you can’t keep writing keep writing and maybe you’ll find that all anything amounts to is that good feeling of acceptance deep in you like a word you haven’t found yet but will if you keep writing * … Continue reading
at ninety i feel like i’ll finally understand how to live only to not be able to live with understanding and all i misunderstood * we have other nights together to try to renew the first night that brought on these * i see my life from a distance on a cliff that i hang … Continue reading
the night is tonight the day is today and the morning is mourning for the yesterday that never comes back no matter what you do and mostly don’t * i’ll sleep when i’m dead but i rarely feel awake when living and most of the time there’s something dying in me like a gene or a … Continue reading
imagine the life i could live if only i could imagine life more * what is my purpose on this earth may be answered in not asking because this earth ain’t so hot and is a place that is just a place where loss is loss a buildup of breakdown that sees the earth … Continue reading
the world weeps misery and snowflakes that are large full a testament to beauty repeating beauty landing on the land and dying on the beating tongue of the most beautiful girl in the world is she weeping or is it just melting * against the faces i’ve faced you look so serious like an … Continue reading
i was going to wake up and see the world but the shades are shut where covered darkness births the warmth of one’s breath like carrion from roadkill of a baby raccoon that no one else will look at or for for there are many more who will not cross the road * behind my shield i … Continue reading
there is a place where no one belongs where i am sick and dying and where i don’t belong either for every time i look into the abyss it not only looks back but says in spit where oceans swim what are you doing here this is my spot i am here because you aren’t … Continue reading
bad poetry makes good poets. i just need to keep going until, there, it’s happened. i’ve done it. all is right, perfect, except for that next word. violence. * i was trying to see if she still loved me but i no longer see her because we fell out of love * left to our … Continue reading
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