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we are all leaving including her who said she’d always remain by your side until nothing is left which is here now greeting you in soft openness that only a lover would know * am i awake because i am still sleeping beside you in your dreams or because i am not * it’s … Continue reading
what poems do you have left you must give yourself to them not because they will be good or right or even worth writing but because they will be yours like nothing else even if the words are borrowed from people long since dead even if they’re stolen from a future you will not make … Continue reading
it is hard and will only get harder but every day you must find beauty in the often overlooked things like a wooden cabinet flaking away onto packed undergarments as a lover once knew like a day’s unrolling tongue spent on the last subway home with a little bit of wine and a lot of … Continue reading
save me from me for me with me and without me saved * i am nostalgic for an era i never knew with people that have known me in the sloppy kiss of a woman or a dog that is sitting on my lap wagging to the beat of my vestigial tail to a tune … Continue reading
the following is not very good, which is very good. * one is not free until they stop thinking so much about freedom won * i miss the way you made me me and feel like i need not miss you unmade unfeeling no ways * love is the reason but i suppose it … Continue reading
the following is. * i suppose what can be the problem is that even the trees know that they must stop short of the sky whereas humankind looks up problematizes and supposes what can be in the clearing once the trees are cut down * don’t let the stink get to you there is … Continue reading
the following is a little bit of too much. * we were lovers now we are only we were * i didn’t want to let you go * i belong to me only but how i long to be with you only * i want to see more of me looking for me but i … Continue reading
the following is full lowing. * does a river remember the sea or does it only close its eyes in the warmth of the sun and your running into the waves to cool off back into my dripping arms * all things grow including the dead who spread back to breathes still suffocating on the … Continue reading
we began is all there is leading to all there will be – us * some things i only still see with my eyes closed – you * i no longer hold my tongue but now it only says that i miss you – the voice you silenced * my arms move … Continue reading
look love even old trees still bloom anew while your name crumbles against muted bark and a drying useless sun * you always hated my poetry but i always hated you for you made me write this badly about this bad always * leave something that will leave you one seed two dirty napkins three … Continue reading
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