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Brandon Conway Jun 2019
outgrown the cradle
generation ships cruising
the stars are all ours
Brandon Conway Jun 2019
My sweet songbird
My sweet little Ortolan

Captured in
my hugs
Force-fed
I love yous
Drowned in
poetry

Draped in linen
to hide from

God

As I swallow
you whole

My sweet little Ortolan
My sweet songbird
Brandon Conway Jun 2019
From a pinpoint explosion
to the edge of space and time
a never ending expansion
racing through stars that shine

stretched too far
like this rubber soul
trapped in a bell jar
a personal black hole

let go
for this name has been expunged
let go
for this big crunch
let go
for this death
let go
and draw the last breath

as the pinpoint universe
explodes only to reform
as stars and time disperse
this soul contorts and transforms

rises from the ashes
and sees a new day birthed
gazes as a new sun flashes
on a new mother earth

happiness has finally been found.
Brandon Conway May 2019
Want to save a leg?
It’s gonna cost you an arm!
Want to save an arm?
Brandon Conway May 2019
Soma that seeps
flowing
like little creeks
sprinkling
off the edge
wetting
a tongue outstretched
watering
wilted flower beds
feeding
that pretty head
cycling
arid to wetlands
Brandon Conway Apr 2019
Gaze upon the hidden
an impossibility
light is forbidden
in this distorted intangibility

But we see
finally
we see
general relativity
Brandon Conway Feb 2019
Life is a soup
and I am a fork
how life slips
and drips on the floor

Yeah, it’s a mess
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