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in the last sky there was nothing but hush and the receding top of morning that rustled to those whose silence grows on the first day where nothing else is besides them and the realization of how little that means to them and whatever’s left * meek among men i try to tell you that … Continue reading
we are understood before we understand because we come into this after others have discovered how to make us come * there’s dimension to the depth of how far i’ve fallen but i need to go down death to see what it was i couldn’t see from the grounding of above and what it was … Continue reading
the tragedy of the commons is that we were born too soon to learn how to stop our birth * my mom is in love with my dad and booze at the same time and one leads to another though i forget which way the direction lays like a beast feasting in roadkill after a … Continue reading
happiness may be impossible but we must risk it if we are to survive in the goodness of this world that is often bad and burning * the universe is forever but today, with you, is not and that’s as special as it can get for today is as close to forever as we’ll be … Continue reading
like the sun that doesn’t drown in the dead blue sky i disappear in myself through forgetful age and the business of busyness where i miss the shower and move to sweat hoping to find something i lost somewhere i cannot recall but always am reminded of in the morning sludge of light that brings … Continue reading
angel, take this saw and split my hands from prayer and from my body so that you can wrap them around you like a necklace where you are cradled by me and when I rot in glimmer and sun and warmth you can have other smaller friends, who fed off me lived off me died … Continue reading
when I was little I thought I wanted to be big like my father who I looked up to because he was powerful and strong and handy with a belt against my back so that then when I was a giant who gorged I could show him what it meant to be little, but I … Continue reading
Summer sun on blank paper tells the best story ever written * All thoughts are those of others, which leaves you wondering who thought about you or is that just a thought you were told to think by me, an other * A dog wretches while I carve your name into the bark of a … Continue reading
All the streets are warm and the trees alive with dances that cool the sun-steeped and their shadows Love lingers like this for a long while Women wear flowers so they don’t wilt with them and with the soil where no garden grows Love lingers like this for a long while She’s draped in stripes … Continue reading
There is always someone more to know always someone worth always like her under the blue light who will always be there in your mind making you want to speak or listen or both until someone else unknown comes along who is more than always * Life is long but he died young younger than … Continue reading
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