absorbing all light and eyes she radiates the deconstruction of self for the construction of i dressed in deep black lip stick that only the universe matches spreading into a nothing that is shared between us no matter how much i stare hoping for a shooting star and knowing full well that she is probably … Continue reading
coming into becoming requires me to be i * the reed cries for your wet songs are not flowing like they did before being cut from the water where music was under the sun and alongside fish who know nothing of the death around but only spoke in a language that vanished in the translation … Continue reading
i cannot understand why one would be bored if they are looking for life each day is another beginning and if they are hoping for death each morning brings them closer to the loving hug of dark * isolation is paradise for with it you are away from people who are the worst and you … Continue reading
the following follow the long tradition of being afraid to lead. * we are never alone for we are all alone * the meaning of life is simple: do not demean life as simple * the only way to do is to stop saying that the only way to do is to start saying … Continue reading
she left me with whatever was left of me like night that needs morning to make it whole rise baby it’s time to get up and get going down town with the day that has had a head start and thousands of years to prepare to make you show it that it wasn’t … Continue reading
the following would make for bad bathroom engravings and good tombstone epitaphs. the cemetery is a shithole with few visitors and worse company. * advice: add vice * it is not my fault that you are without it though i still quake when you look to the earth and expect there to be more underneath … Continue reading
i am not looking to extinguish a fire i am looking to slay a dragon * i am the moon always waving goodbye yet never leaving circling life yet inhabitable and smiling a sun behind never ending darkness * i am hanging onto your lasting words while you move toward hanging onto lasting * don’t … Continue reading
her crane legs constructing the city with a meaning that wades through the water of air heavy with tears that have since evaporated into the summer shaved on her skin where she sees me shakes and turns to the sun setting into hesitant horizon * a good poem contains all of it for the poetry … Continue reading
she told me my future saying she couldn’t see herself in it or me which i tried to reply to but it was time to see the next customer before the smoke suffocated * there is nothing more than nothing more when anything seems like less * the most rebellious act you could do is … Continue reading
the following aren’t much and that’s why they are too much to follow. * i have spent my life looking for more than my life and what i have spent * i am nothing but like a beached whale i still try to wiggle my legs that are useless and inside sucked up into the … Continue reading