the skin of the fruit peels the silver wrapper off of the kiss, as i place in your mouth —the melting seeds
such imagery... as i was coming home this morning.… then reading the imprints you left… lightly dancing on the soft pink c… over the white horizon in the mor…
some grow up with a spot to fill a title to live a for runner of things to come
you yearn to turn and churn but you can’t learn as the eyes watch through
while registering to buy Italy your mistaken identity diminished wrapped around and covered with banana peels and egg shells castings smell and then you sell
it don’t take long for a yo-yo to… like me up and down all in the sam… how could it be, where does to it… the steel beams inside are like je… the stead fast feet slipping all a…
it just comes to me o yeah, that would be good in a poem so i write the line
i am the bottom of Cinderella’s sl… not seen and feels many hurts was caressed once when yonder a man searched for his… one to call - his love
most definitely worth gazing into and holding on as the water pours… trying to flood the soul of the wh… the warm rays embarrassing as if t… going deep as if searching the oce…
the twist of the arm the braking of ones bones the ripping of flesh as you tear away the barbed wire the crushing of ribs as you breat…
as i place my hand in yours and we manipulate the dance floor at the museum the people stop
with hardness of heart great gnashing there will be lost in eternity if one came back they would see
the bray is gay in may sway will be okay display the tray play today pay and replay
all my progress was placed in the lost or stolen box as the train of eyes cross the sky in puffs of clouds racing for the chicken soup
until now when the understanding is felt while sifting fingers through freshly plowed dirt