(2014)
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
we are nearly always a world which almost
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest