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you say that there’s something missing in my poems and i’ll admit it’s you which is why i write them so you can find yourself in me stifling, silenced carrying on without * i’ve never known a complete work just fragments of wills and whats and whys that remind not everyone can be great myself … Continue reading
i have the look of a fish in the freezer of a supermarket hoping for a home or at least a meal when she kisses me and leaves soon after * my dreams must be a way of getting back at me for living in this reality like a fortune cookie before the break, just … Continue reading
people used to love here where we used to we in flowers and fun before the mosquitoes swell with thoughts of me the semi-squeezed pimples with hairs and ideas of being better when i am not in a scarred terrain with barren mountains for bones and skies for the invisible forgotten that is meant only … Continue reading
she says she cheated on me and i am so tired all of a sudden and there’s a place to sleep here somewhere though it used to be her stomach in summer or a shoulder in winter but i can’t tell the outside from the inside now and so i look back to her as … Continue reading
we are our own light in darkness that does not belong to us but that is us a waiting absence spent belonging to it despite the short and suffocating time we moved beyond to create to make to delight * her arms tied at the elbows like meat netted in plastic or a puppet whose … Continue reading
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
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