matt r

matt r Apr 16

i want the     this&that of

(see) You are
                    in essence
the Being Of. You are It.

It is oh such a thing
                        to body dip
         in,un   writeable beauty.
to swallow You whole as
              more than idea

You are oh,such a thing to
        get into
                      & praise as
          divinity,here You are.

matt r Apr 15

i am found in love with you

i am found in love with you

in constellations hot
likeawish,
        burning
        &cascading 'gainst
the outline of romance,

stargazer,you

watch his arms hold her
& pushes her spine
into him
               contouring
swooning heart & bullet
breathing
                 'gainst her neck

take your eyes
                            as fireflies
in the humidity of dance
& come entangled in it

realise the melting of day
& fade in,so take me. i am less
        than a galaxy away

& that is so why i love you

matt r Apr 14

sakura

springtime stay forever            please
breathe & sicken me        more&more

take no ideas from the groundwet
                                                     mulch
she is lively             &fresh
omniscient in the way she sweeps

in her swiftness
                      blossom crawls & sticks
to                  (,unscrapable,you)me

& you,i  would thank  like the blessed
hummingbirds

(oh , if we could fold like hummingbirds)

        who click&clack their sappy jaws
in code of sharp&biting song

,as first so pink&flowery as they are
new                                  in comeliness,

& reject the typical seasons
                      to crushing pearls for fun

matt r Apr 12

catamaran of maybes

using fog like a paintbrush
,god? smooth horizon
with your charm façade

& siren songs to call me
home. so alluring       so
sweet. how especially

neat - You wrap up sea
water & gift as a drink.
the weight of how i feel

could sink more than belly's
liquid yen - yet here i sail
on a catamaran of    'maybe

things will be different when
i see You                             then.'

matt r Apr 11

ergomonics

litheness & long;
her legs entwined
in complication, &

is that not always how
it starts? hoisted less by
rope&more by shoulder

to a point of brilliant
vanity. me&she,the
ego mercenary,eyeing

applesweet, hands on
back & legs entwined
with legs. the excuse to lie

next to me,the instant kiss
& blood hot ***.the almost
going but definitely coming

to our static touchfelt senses.
the long way it's been since
then. the long wait til legs

entwine with legs again.

1 for 2023.

matt r Apr 9

superposition

i do not like this
superposition.
the being here.
there. the every
whereness of
what you do to me.

another ******* i****gram poem

matt r Apr 9

****** the comet in your skinny little fists & never let it go

yesterday i watched a comet sail right over the handrail of calmess i watched it again eddy the starry pool of stomach acid & i realised that is just what comets do it is such a thing to realise it is another thing to feel it hot in your gullet not burning white or red but more a perfect green like the perfect green you see behind your eyes i think know where itll go too ive let this comet pass by two or three times before and its nowhere near here it won't destroy any ecosystem or create any new flame itll just taper past again&again&again losing a little bit of mineral again&again&again until it is little more than a rock. then again i was told never to focus on what i can fit only in the palm of my hand.