The moment you flit by my ear, my strings are severed, I droop like a marionette— I remember I know nothing.

When the world wasn’t burning I felt optimistic that one day I could come home

This day, there is no ONE to beat your fist… No party, no tyrant, not even a faction—

As far as the eye can see— Limitless blue nowhere to be found.

Tears tears do a walk-by unload the clip don’t know why now

I remember being unmoved at more than one funeral at more than one memorial looking about impatiently impervious to the cries of the cry…

There is a stream of what could have been which flows on with the same rate and newness of what is.

I would lie with my hand on the B… I would lie with my hand on a stac… of Holy Qurans. I would look you dead-in-the-eye, and tell you a lie.

You can get better, or you can get worse, or you can stay the same. But you can’t change. Nope!

Brian told me he held his own guts in his hands, his tattoo reads: ALREADY DEAD.

I have this sensation when remembering the poignant noteworthy moments, Lovers, the Dead, crimes—

Yes, it’s a famous song— “Unbroken Chain” by the Grateful Dead, a good band name as an aside,

When I see the little holes where the earrings used to be I wonder what they embraced and then renounced to get to now.