(2015)
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use