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william cody

looking at you and i closed speaking in tongues must i swallow this memory too the timely teaching of your name the dripping of that thick life down your chin where each slippery morning there is still rot somewhere a fresh breaking that can be heard over the horizon and the relatable gulp of that … Continue reading

a good version of the text

if the iliad must begin with rage, then i must admit that our age is not so peaceful either. there are people who have told me they hate me in a language i do not understand, and on some days, would not want to. dogs who shit in my steps. tea kettles which will burn … Continue reading

cy

down down that lonely road pruned with the stale blood of the cold cats already struck on the street   why is it that i must fall in love with the moon and the unreachable   they come for the fences first bold barriers to people like me those who will select the right perfect … Continue reading

con vex

that heart the shape of a bowl that fed ancient civilizations with the hope of finding something that does not require someone   that brain slippery folds of women atop of women where your mother will warn that you need to get a good girl for you are a better boy   those lungs a … Continue reading

above

just under the surface where your last dream rests not yet dreamt in that forest that followed you for a lifetime first when you were twelve and restful next when the dark sunrise crept over with a sleepy yawn against your wakefulness of all the things going outside then once more when you thought there … Continue reading

dry wall

it is no wonder you are alone now like that flower that pulls on the other side of the earth begging it to turn around to hear the singing here of that spring now winter that love now loss that time your voice was said by the same boom of the beautiful universe before the … Continue reading

your pace

still space for you yet among those things that have left that will never the bowls of pregnant women bellies those that dressed the roman empire the kind that are hanging above a wooden fire fidgeting with the warmth of life and good food the inextinguishable thirst that already knows that this bad now does … Continue reading

Constipation

Dear dear, I fell out of love with you. Please don’t get upset. Please don’t stop reading there. Though sometimes an entire relationship can end in a sentence. Don’t let ours halt at the period. Instead see the white around it, and know that there is always a space after the tiny dot. It may … Continue reading

Where you are now

The following was weightlessness. * Dear dear, I believe the world can be reduced to a few, simple physical principles. I don’t have the proof, nor am I seeking it. I could probably argue my way and just point to science and say looky here: there’s the answer somewhere. And then I can probably probe … Continue reading

when you find another survivor

no not here too the end of the world was not meant to happen here there was no smoke unless the steam of the oven could be mistaken for last wails no drizzled rain though the oil of the kitchen still bubbles the will of what it meant to be there were no candles burning … Continue reading