(2014)
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
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
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
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