it won't stop
the feelings of it'sallwrong
tumbling inside my gut

ocher yellow
oxidized
waves flake
sheets of
metal tides
rivets fixed to
crest and trough

i come
i go and
little nothing's
eat at my
sloughed bone

i am going to ****** this moon

the ground has crept
up into the sky and
the gods are right around
the corner and
the rubber sole
on my shoe
is coming off the canvas

these framed pixels won't do
it screams derivative
only mine truly haunt

Let me tag everything
to ruin the journey of emotion.

No matter how dark
that same old path I travel
or how long
I keep my feet from walking it
My muse
that I cannot call ugly
in any way
rears her head
and we meet eye to eye
I dont know
how she finds me
that evil *****
has a way about her
Knowing I'm fooled
without flattery
as she asks
how it is I do it.

little abyss, my ear, yours..
for too long, i have trysted with
that last slip

'summoned you softly
in my dark little posies:
take this wisp

I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.