(2014)
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
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
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
the very idea that i could be
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.