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when i was done with death i got up and sailed to the sea where there are bodies still not found still moving among the dead channels that will power televisions one day with laughter of a family fit into a couch till a green arm that knows no better after selecting a particular sofa and coming to … Continue reading
the following comprises the low in following and the fake prize in comprises * it is true that humanity is revolting at the best of times but how much better is each revolt towards the best and the truth each time we fail * these days i am not too sad which is making me … Continue reading
who are these people with their eyes closed comforted in the exhaustion of every day found in the yawning mouths of the subway who are these couples with bags off to other countries, who have packed essentials for moments that maybe i would include myself and yet who carry on without me who are these … Continue reading
Haven’t all the sonnets been written yet? There’s a game on, I’m told. The Blue Jays are flapping off the branches of old syrup-dried trees while the enfolding flowers are dying outside. I am inside now, shivering and cold and wondering if there is mold in the wooden room, whether it points to the North, … Continue reading
it was a lonely dirt path that was lost for a long while but that led curved and cornered to an ocean that was bent on slowly gobbling it away * after you all love will be plagiarized * we will be willed forever until the end which of course makes no sense but that … Continue reading
i still address the past like an old friend who does not remember me and the bits of i i left dressed in them and the stillness we shared once we moved apart * he needs love (i am him) (i am need) (i am love) * all you need is needing all of you … Continue reading
i suppose it was supposed to be me who loved you without much suppositions but i doubted i * all of us are going through too much and one day i am sure we will breathe easy like the summer until we remember that there were those unsure of these sun-steeped days and who … Continue reading
come here nuzzle your tired head that is heavy after the guillotine of thoughtless others who wanted too much of you from you come here with your need to talk about the universe and how it doesn’t talk back to you come here full of insecurities and doubts and hopes and dreams and bone that … Continue reading
the following is a trend that rends an end. * you are nothing more than a taped together collection of meat and bone and bliss and smiles and stars that passed into more than nothing found in you are you are you are * i cannot understand why i always walk away from horizons instead … 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
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