(2013)
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
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
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy