(2015)
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,
life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no
bring me things to break myself upon till
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
let’s put all the stupid things in a pile and call them “love” or “worry” or
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…