Chapter 12
of all the fucking
possible endings, of course
i get irony.
to pass by like strangers
cat's claw of a leaf
carves a deep smile on my face
of wood if i could
occasional cumulus
the heat drove the clouds
into my brain. i'm sweating
them out thru my skin.
one
i've lost all but one
of my senses. senseless/consensus
it seems.
84 Days
sea the slick wet dog
despite years of neglect, spoil,
still laps at our sands.
barely a dune
b'ry me in the sand
far below the aquifer
i prefer deep s'eep
i love you #2
i want you around
to kiss me in the places
i can't kiss myself
to say i miss you
would be an understatement.
i'll say it again.
i miss you
identity
i'm a butterfly
i flit flutter fly fall but
better that landing
hold out your hand
this marble is like
the universe, but in it (reflected)
i can see myself
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