i think my heart lives in the gap
between her two front teeth
a firefly nestled in sheets
of dark and less than two years
in this world of ours
and she already gleams
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 1:17 PM UTC
the lamp
was a little bird
in my room
a brother’s last night on the other
a cup and a half of sugar
tea
and a few
light days
Aug 20, 2019
Aug 20, 2019 at 12:16 PM UTC
My teeth haven't fallen out
But thats just a present truth
I'm finding it harder and harder to make my mind flutter like it used to from just the thought of our bodies being confronted with one another
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 1:18 AM UTC
drinking an absolute, he drips and seethes
what once might have been has only been until now
no longer an absolute
little steps by little feet in this aching echo of a place
never was an absolute
i ate it all before he came up and pawed at me, always rubbing the wrong way somehow
i could still be the fly in the cathedral, a tiny buzz in a world of echo
Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 3:03 PM UTC
might try to think fingers away,
a bird in the bath of my eternity
A sustained note:
those breathy songs
quiet love in that bedroom,
painted red then green then red again
that night like every other
Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 12:44 AM UTC
is it a matter of principle, then?
pottery shards stamped into oblivion
cave paintings scraped, unpainted
unraveling pieces of the past til they never were
that which exists without my knowledge
that's what will get me in the end
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 7:44 PM UTC
and my littlest finger
scratched just the surface
coffee alone at a table by the windows
dusty vinyl seats scream my every move
this place reminds me of others elsewhere
also filled with plants and heartache and overpriced frozen french fries
Jul 16, 2019
Jul 16, 2019 at 4:03 PM UTC
Something to begin
finely gritty on the teeth
looking closely to imagine eons of life
now crumbled into near-dust
shells and skeleton and fossil
bones of the earth, too
to put it tritely, a positive graveyard
littering and lingering
and softening seashores
lone insignificance & collective immensity
humble beginnings and humble endings
so long spent on the face of the earth
and now being shoveled,
handful by handful,
into my mouth
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 5:43 PM UTC
passing an island
on the highway
echoes
other structures
passed on other roads
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 11:05 PM UTC
Breaking and aching from far too much friction,
I'm stricken with toenails too long for these shoes
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 9:34 AM UTC