The guitar string breaks
And so does the melody
Leaving the room
In an uncomfortable silence

The universe at its right angle
changes you into
day. Yet again, next year
you will look the same—  

unpunctuated

line of zodiac
in easterly motion
makes its highest path to
you in winter.

Sunlight pours down to earth from every angle.
You emerge with your mouth.

The universe’s only apparent movement.

in text books, they'll tell you that
the human heart is a real wonder.
you don't have to remember someone
to remember how they made you feel.

however, i think that was written
by people who don't know what it's
like to lose the sunlight,
having it drip through your hands.

it's sweltering, sticky and sweet
like honey. but it packs a sour punch afterwards.

insufflation:
the result of desperate pleas
for departure
but also
camaraderie
for brothers who suffer
with me

I want to live
Where the sun never shines
Where the stars litter the endless sky
Serene and never-changing
To live alone
Where my thoughts can never find me