through all of the pain
i’ve had someone else to blame
but now i feel quite the same
as i take my final look around
there is no one to be found
and i realized this was a fault none other than my own
oh how i wish i could have known before i was all alone
now all i feel is anger
only this time towards myself

i had the man that i love on my fingers
but i had to let him go
i needed more than a touch
i had to be held, fully.

A glimpse of you,
looking at me. I was giving away
my blood to my poems.

It was coming and going of your
body song. Standing before the
mirror doing hair. I am numb.

Colonization. I am
breaking. An interstice tells me full
story. An arch in sky becomes arrow.

I do not want
to want

so I severe all
the connections

between soul & desire

freeing the brain
to operate

unfettered
weightless
machine-like

time is a
straight line and

one thing is never
more meaningful

than the next

there is input
process and

output
that is all

there is
oh for it

to be so