(2013)
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
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
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
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I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
bring me things to break myself upon till
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high