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king of the sheep i ruled hooved and wooly black and brown and red they followed truly with bahs and burps and the occasional squeals i led them from danger and grass green for meals king of the sheep i was once outcast with musings and silence and never meant to last i was a … Continue reading
i don’t understand how i’ve met so many smart people to see so little change from one day to the next and even a few years ago have the same numbness like a blanket that when it’s taken off there is another fold underneath and when that goes another fold another fold another fold and you’re … Continue reading
i can read other people’s thoughts and they say am i as crazy as that man who is reading my thoughts or am i worse because i don’t know if that’s what he’s thinking and some days i don’t know what i’m thinking because i change so quickly before i understand what it was and … Continue reading
my grand father, my grandfather could tell you stories that made you repeat words so you could believe that soil could make men cuss and grow with swords scattered like disappointing flowers and blood like miscoloured daisies and planes that could go higher than before until the next plane goes higher and people that were … Continue reading
i am summer in the grass the movement of a dead body the anything anyone? who wants you and i tried and true and left only for me and you to discover in the winter on the trees and the autumn in the colours and that body there – mine – that is still and lonely like … Continue reading
if only things could be different is said in the same way by different people in the same world using different languages but the same mouths * and he’s drunk feeling drunk drunk feelings that stay on until he is hungover and he feels again like the hung man who is released and he heaves … Continue reading
i was born from a baby on her knees cleaning and hanging on to the floor like a bat to a cave but she scrubs too well and slips and starts again erasing herself and the blood she never learned how to suck up * where do you you is it here reading or in … Continue reading
gated and gone the dogs never stop shedding and growling and shitting on the ground where i step them barking for me to do it try them come before they disappear in hairs that litter the street do it do it and i do saying shit trying to rub it on the grass they peed … Continue reading
like a giant who uses clouds for tissues i am looking for isolation but even the sky stares back * the wood frame dreams of being a tree but it’s forgetting because people are saying how good it looks with that painting of red which it never wanted to be and couldn’t tell a redwood … Continue reading
what have i done to accompany these hairs on your thighs like you have growing unknown then waxing and waning hanging on with fingernails in a place where there was love once but now only us * i don’t think of myself often which is amazing i think * whoever said names never hurt was a … Continue reading
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