(2014)
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
the very idea that i could be
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
we are nearly always a world which almost
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
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