love

the big contraction

and do i contradict myself no i am the universe yes i contain multitudes maybe i need a little more little   and a lot more less * i am a body paragraph without a thesis a run on sentence tired and panting a constant conjunction hoping for more than or a two sided sword … Continue reading →

the royal poor

poetry is powerless until you come along lonely hoping to find something that will make you feel powerful and like you belong again   hi king hi slave * we are the only planet to know we know we are the only planet who can love and lose this love and this makes us forget … Continue reading →

type setting

broke end

all is not enough for all the universe yawns into excitement daily do the same make your you * one day i will look back nearly blind and without will and i will say how much i could see then * poetry is a thug that takes your money and leaves you broke * the … Continue reading →

nighthood

there is a poem written that will make it so no more poetry will be written   this is not it though it starving and short makes me want to stop writing * love give me a chance for chance gave us love in between all those people who we could’ve met we met we … Continue reading →

a song

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 →

bee flI

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 →

a whole clock

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 →

conjoined at the lips

  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 →

planet b

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 →