(2013)
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
the very idea that i could be
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
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
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming