(2014)
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
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
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
let’s put all the stupid things in a pile and call them “love” or “worry” or