(2013)
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
bring me things to break myself upon till
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
let’s put all the stupid things in a pile and call them “love” or “worry” or
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
we are nearly always a world which almost
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.