kfaye

kfaye Mar 17

what’s left of of a girl
/
i’ve found her

/

won’t be giving all
won’t be missing the wisely dog-eared
places

:

the moment the portrait
became

cauldron

.
evermore

.the dreams, as they were
.the un-scrubbed, literati-***** genius

a trial-and-error machinegun lunge-forward kind of loving

a kind of loving .



                a kind
            of loving.

//the sound the housegutters make when they beg the rain for mercy .
the rain .

/the well-threatened promise of “now” .
the softened blows of its passage.

the blacktop, swimming (and the music.)

kfaye Mar 10

[a world results]

.
from
the roughdrafts of a precocious
necromancer

engaged in nonchalant anthropometric warlike trials :
as
****-knuckled as digging in the mud with a stick

heliotrope scars scorched into the concrete like an afterimage burn-
ed down into deathmask portraiture

the
wendigo-kiss

it’s indigoblack invasion : your body like the caustic embraces of ice water

the billowing foundry of
forgetteries
atop
it’s gleaming hill-perch, sneering down at the city
with
all the tenderness of
systematic
immolation

kfaye Mar 9

Untitled

ever chasing the immaculately unfinished job
the work in progress / the
underpainting sketch

a breathing body

a story still being told around the fire

the f r o t h i n g beasts of Time’s chariots, all
sinew and glares :
*** on and in eachother
to carry the burden
henceforth

kfaye Mar 7

Untitled

the wind is doing it’s wind thing again
you know - whipping hard
howlin out there

lights flickering .
trash bins groaning out back with their baritone wheels .
windows rattling like kneecaps in a traditional story about skeletons .
the legacy of human detritus at various points in history careening down the road with projectile malice [hunting car mirrors to knock right the ******* .]

the bathroom door slams shut,
like a war-drum

doom-a-room-pa-toom-doom-doom-doom

all the good stuff

very on brand

kfaye Mar 6

|0?3n £e++ ® 2the_k:ng|

//:ifthehumansoulexists.thineisapustuleupontheworld

kfaye Mar 6

Untitled

place-potent,
the last of the unknowing
careen.intoeachotherlikewearytravelers-
as proto-planetary as they come

coalescing     _

into
magnificent dust

and other forms
of nascent
   violence.                         :

.

.                                                        ;

kfaye Mar 6

peace be, to those who disagree