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matt r Jul 17
she picked up her plastick heart
,fingered the edge of love &

swept.   the aspect of the man
,read poetry,acted soft. we are

all,, so soft. the dusktime settles
into our cheeks; le soir rouge.
matt r Jul 17
naïveenvious,queasy
like aurora comes,

plants her many dream
-like feet into earth/I

**** up raw life,a funny
little biological straw
matt r Jul 17
flat,on the grand scale of things,
where confidence boys chinupwalk

way into her hearts(trying anyway).
i am not rocking,   metaphysically

still,  my mood swims on the ceiling
,doing its funny little backstroke.
matt r Jul 17
a sliver of the moon
.rub starry lather
  'cross        hotwax
formations,rivets
in exploratory
                 'fections.

textured lovin' is
a spacewalk,baby
matt r Jul 15
love is the unkind thing
(purposeful & exacting)
,yit its wide arms hold
(truth in abundance,&)
me,to rub away the sore

things ,peel out under
(eyes,chin,sternum,waist&)
bedsheets,so it is always
(drawing out sweat,you are)
close to me. a hurting thing.
matt r Jul 15
who are You,really,in Your
  mythical beauty?
who are You really to              pin
                                             ­      twist
real pain    inside of Me?

"just a Girl",driftinglikejune,
  & I am so               (un)lucky to
have sewn My (stupid)  gaze
           in this            (mis)fortune.

commit Myself completely
  to the dread of    Love.       I am
feeling so hurt&sorry               , I
am so soft&melancholy.   growup.
matt r Jul 14
keep up                 ,Hope.
do I pray,nearly for      You,
,
,Yes         like         the crying of
                         cupids
        & the  gentle,fin,gering
                               ofthe  lyre
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