(2014)
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
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