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your arms are the blistering paint of a window that leads to a chest where there is glass not much protecting you from my arms that could smash to see the outside the trees that soak the rain that is connected to an ocean that leads to another land which has my shadow waiting in … Continue reading
forgive not because they deserve it but because you do because you need the quiet to become because you need to not need to be forgiven and in the absence of them is the fumbling fullness of you holed and holing into yourself like a seed into a garden that held other seeds who didn’t … Continue reading
i am sorry if i hurt anyone i said to the earth and it replied don’t cry so much even though your leaking you gives new flowers old hope and hands that one day might hold their stems with a wish for someone quite and queit like you who feels so much for so little … Continue reading
I wrote this as an application to be an ambassador to the Canadian Government. I did not get selected obviously for reasons oblivious to the oblivion in me, and perhaps most importantly, in the government. * Government needs poetry. Against the anaesthetized procedures, the ready-made euphemisms, and the generality of governance, poetry saves. It questions. … Continue reading
at the end of the day you will have to feel some way so why not feel as though you can feel no more that you are spent and exhausted with yourself that you are at the end that you can only ask why why why and then again you go on again and again … Continue reading
the following are a sneeze of words that might stick if you are sick enough and need healing. * i want to give you my all but all of it has been given to a different wantless you * don’t become those who made you come to be don’t * no one lives for all … Continue reading
i swear it is there in her eyes the pink moon trampolining on the whole horizon away from this full subway car that holds silence never before heard and little handheld suns that do not burn immediately in this dark tunnel of outside blues but that take energy lifeforce souls away in bits of radiation … Continue reading
i am afraid i’ll never do it that i’ll slip into mediocrity where even among the mediocre i’ll be considered in whispers as only okay that i’ll grow up gasping little lives maybe producing one or two myself who will shadow upwards like me who remained unfortunately ungrown i am afraid i’ll never do … Continue reading
once all has gone wrong at least all that is left is to go on * i have a forget me knot around my neck though breath brings me back to the remembrance of now * the best thing to do for the future is to leave the present with nothing better * all is … Continue reading
i suppose there must be no god for all geniuses die and even his son could not escape his genius * i was someone just like wondering you thinking of summers of somebody of summing them into neat understanding forgetting that we do not remain we though we grow from rotting wearing worn us * … Continue reading
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