cohesive depiction
of fictional visions
happily ready after
nearly every collision
dismantles your vision
an array of another chances
set a fort on my other nonos
you go back to your tank
I crawl back to my flag
you say good bye
I go solo

life is made out of segments
    where we enter rooms and
                    become someone else
        for we must blend into
to not scare anyone

then we emerge into the light
and we eat and drink everything
out of someone else's fridge

just another poem about love

and velvety kisses
like voracious volcanos
and weekends in Venice
and Sweden
ven amor

the omnipoem has verses
       that compose themselves
aware of its own structure

it knows its fate and writes itself
the robot that wants to be human

it goes ahead and offers himself
the hero that knows he must die

             finds a path to a castle
                 and rescues the princess
                      so the movie could end

dreaming that you are flying
while falling
off a cliff
wild
   witty
     wishes
       waiting
     for Wednesday
testing the temperature
tainting archives of how-tos
to stop analyzing how green
         a tree should sheen

a memory of you
having a memory of us
               sampling salty treats
               during that sultry spring
               screening out the wind
               that sneaked in
                    through the blinds
                          staying up all night
                             to remember what
                                   it feels like
*all night I'm gonna write poetry
all night I'm gonna write poetry
all night I'm gonna write poetry

your love is the rabbit
on a wheel coming back
to me as I try to move forward

my heart is your boomerang
may your smile be my fan

your love is the rabbit hole
I will not attempt to hold back