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It takes women to make you realize how lucky you were to have one and then how unlucky you were to have one because you’ll want more of her in someone else and her is not her here and she is not she there in someone else * If only people were to notice me … Continue reading
The poets below bellow that they wish they had met you before you billow into me because they meant every word for you and I mean everything that is left, which is only you and the space between me and the ground under our dancing, slippery feet that is swallowed by poets who use fault lines … Continue reading
I wish to forget all for then I will not poison the memories I can’t remember and those I can’t change with fabrications of myself now for they never were for me even if they were me when I was happy or sad new or rewarded and with the disease I will be healed by the … Continue reading
How do you figure the world existed without the two of us fucking for the fruits of paradise like animals in the night crying out our own names to scare the birds who try to mimic our noise but they do it all wrong and we do it worse * Clothes hanging like meat after … Continue reading
Don’t use your sex against my sex during sex where we say nothing but hope for it all * The whole of the universe fits into a glass of wine and then, between us when it slips from the lip into ours * The fold of a bum is the edge of the universe kissed with … Continue reading
Drowning is just another way of breathing when you are where I am like the desert shade of my own body that can only protect one arm from getting burned when it is my head that gets the worst of all and my brain soon boils but at least it’s a cooled liquid compared to me … Continue reading
I am convinced all the good poetry has been written and all I’m left with is describing your lip hair as it points like a hesitant hedgehog afraid to show its blonde quills for fear they won’t protect you from someone like me who will spend their lifetime describing your lip hair as a light … Continue reading
I’m told I have eremophobia which I don’t understand and the psychologist waves his hands to tell me it is a complicated word that means that I am afraid of being alone and I try to say the word that is clunky and poky and rips my tongue out to slip through the gaps in … Continue reading
There are three types of silence: the first is when there is nothing to say and the next is to say nothing and both are said here in the third type which is writing words for her though she’ll never read them * Writing’s an attempt to apologize for not knowing what to say when … Continue reading
All the cities look the same under the rain and so do I driving the interstate-94 with bugs tired of light and trying to blat it out with their bodies until they find the aerodynamics of my front window and me looking outside it at the lonely road in front with signs of penalties for … Continue reading
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