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 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
Wet
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
Wet
*** and Radiohead
We are high and everything but dry.
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
Virgin
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
Forgive me Father
for I have sinned
but oh God,
did I feel like a saint—
(when I unzipped his jeans
like locked church doors)
(when I read the marks on his skin
like words from the bible)
(when I got on my knees
and swallowed salvation)
I like them young and religious
Poem from past times that I kinda wish I could go back to
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
solution
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
you called me liquid because my language is fluid
i didn't call you fire because between water—there is a winner
and with us there is no loser and also
no champion.
you are oil
so close, so close—
but we will never be the same.
we will never be a solution
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
they want your first words—your last words
but nothing in between

do not read between the lines

there is nothing written there
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
Heaven
 Dec 2014 PhiWrit
September
I was sent to Heaven when I realized
I am not Jesus
and I cannot walk across the ocean for you
—but I can sure as Hell drown
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