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i have lived my life as though i died thirty years ago as though i were a soft murmur of snow before the avalanche as though i am in a woods i do not know the name of shaking off the cold into a fire from trees that have grown for hundreds of years until … Continue reading
i drill through the city with a subway that weeps each morning about a blue print to a million other lives than this they say that some of the microbacteria from thousands of years are being unfrozen from the glaciers because of climate change why is this place so cold where is the … Continue reading
cement coughing a night i can’t appreciate with a head dedicated to what was it just remember it this time please eyes there watching as i descend into you and the same shame of another opportunity not taken when my hands are full of the emptiness of i seeing nothing more than the ground that … Continue reading
cold again the ridges meet in the uncanny valley of your heart emptying on a tuesday where the wednesday was taking too long you are already laying next to her in a room filled with blobs of the unwritten though it was said the painter left a mark somewhere under the last tenant’s notion … Continue reading
another night looking for another night and some different life than this spent looking at things that require a second look to remember in repetition like myself who i only see in mornings and even then barely eyes slits of her billow nearly flat on my back dirty grabbing onto folds of old ready to … Continue reading
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
not dressed right during the last nights of dancing composed of still sagging pants mouthing your name a fedora filled with the cold thoughts of yesterday’s goals and this moment of a leg over another wanton with more a beat a slip a light snapping at my eyes to look at … Continue reading
Dear dear, There was a time when you dated these letters but I don’t know when it happened. I would say that is my biggest failure, save for the fact that I referred to it as it, and worse yet, I did it again. But I don’t. It could be today. Yesterday. Some other sad … 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
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