(2014)
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything
the very idea that i could be
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
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
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
let’s put all the stupid things in a pile and call them “love” or “worry” or
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
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