have you ever noticed anything that sent you spinning
off into the empty infinity of blossoming cognizance?
pupils dilate,
sweat beads,
words collapse back into what they imply; we only know
because we watched the footage.
yes, we watched it together
and yes, it is the only father figure that pays for her own dinner these days.
i wish i was worth forgetting in the future.
i wish people didnt feel they had to be anything but here.
i wish people would teach their children about how i could market loose teeth to coastlines.
im laughing at your puzzled aura
from the next epochal shift.
(man enters and exits stage right, nervously)
it's deep is a depth but really nonsense.
say hello to poetry. she made me write this.
