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Apr 11 C

apricot

Apr 11 C

matt r

apricot

we love,
in spans of poetry
,the looseness of day
& settle intoer
counterpart
with open fingered
grace

waking brilliant light
-not real yet-  but
no time away
from your flexing
chimera.               wake
,you,   new medusa
,aching & shallow

but love,
in spans of poetry
,the aching of day

Apr 11 C

candescence

Apr 11 C

matt r

candescence

soundless scape
(take me to Her)
travel,traipse
cross starful terror
candescently sing
(one last goodbye)
She'll be thinking
Him, not Her&I

Jan 27 C

trilogie française

Jan 27 C

matt r

trilogie française

the french call the ****** 'the
little death' but what about the
sunset over the foxgloves? alm

ost diluted isnt it i suppose the
constant cycling of day to night
today is the day im gonna shed

some atoms to her i dont mind
dying a little bit per day if it me
ans more ******* and sunsets

Jan 7 C

vulcanalia

Jan 7 C

matt r

vulcanalia

clicks like an ice cube clattering
off her teeth. my love, she talks
like a cipher spins. still, ringless
and moonless she hangs there
like invitation; some bootless
rocketship i fancy myself to be.

Jan 7 C

obleek trilogy

Jan 7 C

matt r

obleek trilogy

end with music like a winestain
wrap a shoulder in reflux dig ur
talkn from ur throat its no good

its question time for the dreamers
is there really such thing as cheez
or is it just some joke im not in on

untuc ur shirt like u walk a churchgoer
whip nocturns back like a duvet o pluto
u infest stronomic beds like bredcrums

exploring nonsense. not that u don't know that.