(2014)
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what