It occurs to me now that no one hears my song. Still young, I am discarded. I don’t anticipate being surprised at my aloneness in old age.

Torus, it’s shaped like, hang on, the number is as large as the planet.

A Sacred Site, to my mind, is the last place you’ll ever stan… Such a place reveals hypocrisy without shaming,

I imagined every venerable thing b… from being beaten until I had no b… and living in utter desolation, po… to having tangible things, good ta… Land and Gold.

Wanting anything— What a curse. I take the simplest of shelter, revisit proven feeding grounds, do what my organs demand.

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.

I lost my pendant, a dove with a wafer or solar cross… on the back was written 'Sterling’… I searched for hours. I felt silly and embarrassed to

Ancient meadow preadolescence, burgeoning and righteous never-ending dimension first sighted past your fingertips… is stolen by ambition,

I saw him on the side of the road, on the side of the interstate exit… Maybe he was 18, definitely not 21… tired but not yet haggard. The moment I saw him

In your gut is an empire— Spells, tug of war, Holy Days, ascent, decline.

Upon that special mound there is a cleanliness, a purity sanctimonious, something so perfect it’s numerological—

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

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

Just leave the fucking flags at ha… Or half-staff. Or whatever it’s called. Just fucking leave them there.