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my heart is the size of a fist that resists opening up to hold your hand it needs to fight for there is only a little gate of white picketed fences to protect it from other hearts that punch harder and could break a rib or worse a man * what’s the matter is … Continue reading
we are here to produce babies of art that make us hear ourselves in our work * the worst thing that humans have made are more humans who do worse things * i keep producing poems for you keep poetry productive * against the backdrop of infinity sometimes i don’t know is the best we … Continue reading
to go on on to go one must realize one isn’t one but many together and tied trying to do the best for the them in themselves * darkness is the loneliness of others projected and light is the projection of love * what does it say when an old lover who has seen … Continue reading
there must be wind in my bones for they move me to the branches that bring me up to the top and let me hang there broken and rattling a failed chime which no one listened to * after everything i have learned there isn’t everything in after and even less in i * … Continue reading
if i wear vines will i grow or will they climb to my neck with a hug that’ll keep me warm forever * never forget that you have forgotten some of the worst times and so this too will be never evermore * the problem with writing is that it takes a reader and i … Continue reading
i got it though it isn’t much but at least it’s better than it getting me and me watching i become too much to watch * when we feel that we feel no more we know that there is still when ahead whenever you’re ready and even if you’re not it goes on with us … Continue reading
it is a pain not feeling much of anything but still not being still and without the pain of it is * i would tell you my opinion about politics but i’m told that this wouldn’t be very political * i am looking for the line that makes me stop looking and finally looks back … Continue reading
daffodil brave and yellow in the green grass capturing the sun be sad soon for winter always comes * moving on will seem like not moving for a while longer than the two of you maybe like maybe you could get back and move on together but like the waves sometimes the … Continue reading
all there is is doing it done everything else is noise know that this too is a distraction * and then it was the revolution him with his pistol at your door saying you better come out to make it right and if you won’t know that charity begins at home and there’s … Continue reading
there are days when we all feel like gutters but know that even then we are needed to clean the city * lungs like lightning short bursts of a spark i used to know on days like today sunny and steeped parent’s telling us not to do it anyways and us saying anyways … Continue reading
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