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the following is a hollowing. * your hands long to belong to me and shortly after i will kiss you for once not tasting myself * feel all fell fall and watch as the fires of autumn wilt in winter with her * the book reviewer wishes to write better than the book the critic … Continue reading
inside her with exploding organs that’ll splatter the ceiling with offal and blood though the walls need to be repainted anyways for they peel from handprints that remind one of ceaseless childhood where endless days giggle to playful wind and a sun on rollerskates down the bountiful road where each work will be a masterpiece … Continue reading
clouds as teeth against your blue shaping into sweet supple nothings that have milked everything from my bite except for you staying solid and untouched by the allure of flight in the sky as a baby unaware it was born without wings * time between us old lovers fumbling wrinkles and curves unwanted through wanting … Continue reading
i suppose i am looking for love that doesn’t look for love or suppositions * i have seen you only in poetry broken reread unhuman again * you will die in gas and gasps and gaps but before breathe back breath from all those who have exhausted and expired already and … Continue reading
she was a poem and a poet and all of poetry though it was unspoken words when she kissed me * i am poor which makes me pour wasteful water and less bits of i i i * i have felt too much now to feel so little about then but i cannot help it … Continue reading
with or without you wither without you with her without you wilt here without you * i’d lay down if i wasn’t already buried under the poetry that was 35 words but had it all already even the planets outside that knock at my window with hopes of meeting my eyes blank on this screen … Continue reading
she left me with whatever was left of me like night that needs morning to make it whole rise baby it’s time to get up and get going down town with the day that has had a head start and thousands of years to prepare to make you show it that it wasn’t … 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
how lucky it is to feel nothing and still be able to be loved * heartbreaks are the easiest part finding out where next is is where everything breaks down * rejection is a belief that was true that is not and it is the greatest success for you can change do better do worse … Continue reading
tears wiping away a face from me with eyes fixed on wherever it is nothingness fits into a room or just between us * the problem with poetry is that it has no solutions and this ambiguity produces more poems * whether you ask how you are answers who you are * maybe possibly … Continue reading
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