I imagined a scene, conspiratorial, di Herman Shorts

I imagined a scene, conspiratorial

I just felt what I think

I’ll feel always, once

we’ve finally met, and share

this cool space, like an open secret

It felt like all my favorite songs, you

saying something, simple love

to someone. I rushed

to tell you... oh, yeah

it will have to wait...

at least I wrote it down.

(2012)

just start over not so much like anything was particularly

a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy

I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.

we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people

why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything

i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing

man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly

this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless

yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you

here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time

may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky

better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally

no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing

root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live