married
on the floor

following
no lore

no-one and nothing
still worth more than more

a silent parade of rain
the rain of heaven

in the circle of
woven limbs

now all in,
and out on the limb

Will just
marries Lara

(everyday 
now on)

I've come
    to you
to meet
    myself

I don’t want to want you,
but want you when I have you

I have you as I’ll never have you,
never have to have you

Want is no red lava
Have is no pink love

Hope the sound of crickets
resting near your head
won’t wake up the bed
or want it?

just to tell you
now looking for a name
to call the day
that went the distance of three

I felt I did
I felt I slept
and shined through
and walked right at

I lost my breath
subtle hurts underneath
around my head
and heartily heartened

found a friend in friends
so talking their strange lingos
made me see the closeness
in the foreign truth

that carries
the
travelers
through

on-times so unusual
coincidental timing
and all the gones
how me, my zones

being alone
so moving, so home
near others
sleepwalking lovers

nervous panics
wordy freaks
one sided
broken line

still don't know today
the name
of ******* scattered
day

thus this scattered fragments,
my scatterline,
I just want to whisper
to your resting mind

while still smelling you
on structures of my skin,
sound tenderly
the creaks of crickets!

thank you

for reminding me to be alone
the reason to be with you