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out from the night against a blowfish of light she sways left and right room enraptured tight coffee stirs with hushed murmurs as she confers the menu, orders small black no sugar spoons bent and brokered obscure angles of her to make life fuller moments that may lead to some great deed when she … Continue reading
the orchid wasn’t enough but the dirt was for with it i buried you among the dry roots and the finger painting that could’ve been if could had been * i am not looking for anything more than the ability to not look anymore * there’s a disguise i still wear and have forgotten how … Continue reading
the world weeps misery and snowflakes that are large full a testament to beauty repeating beauty landing on the land and dying on the beating tongue of the most beautiful girl in the world is she weeping or is it just melting * against the faces i’ve faced you look so serious like an … Continue reading
i was going to wake up and see the world but the shades are shut where covered darkness births the warmth of one’s breath like carrion from roadkill of a baby raccoon that no one else will look at or for for there are many more who will not cross the road * behind my shield i … Continue reading
Friend, Letters are the most important thing I got. I know because I winced at the starving thing, rewrote it as stuff, and replaced it back with thing like a veteran army marching to war after being beaten with steps that will surely be beaten again. Then I came back to this to tell you … Continue reading
bad poetry makes good poets. i just need to keep going until, there, it’s happened. i’ve done it. all is right, perfect, except for that next word. violence. * i was trying to see if she still loved me but i no longer see her because we fell out of love * left to our … Continue reading
the following are small snippets of something i can’t quite understand yet. maybe when i’m seventy i’ll finally get it, come back here, and say, ah, i was close. then, i’ll start again. * i have never known death to say no only life to stutter with maybe and not now and i’m tired aren’t … Continue reading
you told me to be the best me so i could get the best of you so i got to the top triumphant and full but you were not there any longer no one was * she’s slumped in my bed lumpy and limping from a night that hasn’t happened yet but will when … Continue reading
from space with time the world is breathless like a punch in the gut where there is pain daily and the undigested chunks of land bruise against a bleeding sun and disappearing clouds * it is done they are dead is it enough yet or should i stop too * it is true that among hungry … Continue reading
when i see you seeing me i am narcissus drowning and clawing at anything which includes your hands holding mine together and stopping them from making the shadow of a butterfly against the sun that will leave me as icarus father of the fallen charmer of snakes a man in heaven without wings and you … Continue reading
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