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i have a face cut from ice
a heart pierced in a thousand places
so to remember
always the same voice
the same gestures
and my laughter
heavy
as a wall
between you and me

the ones who are most alive
seem the most still

behind the milky way
a shadow dances

our gaze climbs toward the stars
bleached
beneath
a 10 kilowatt
moon
anticipating
geometry
the smell
of soap
that same
instant
calling into
question
bisexuality
without flesh
or
the vibration
of blood
Yonathan Asefaw Feb 2019
Young star hold your fire
You need light to chase
space and time.
You’re celestial symmetry
Yonathan Asefaw Jun 2018
Reading Journal #1

Rummage a book
I’m done bulldozing
about how much I
kaleidoscope textbooks.
Pick up Exodia and
obliterate me to the
shadow-realm
(Get to point? Ok.)

Reading Journal #2

Syllables
Gibberish.
Lectures
Syllables.
ZzZz
Gibberish.
9/5 work

Reading Journal #3

I’m scrabbling syllables to
strut them like drag queens
I’m bored out of vulture-brains.
I got ******-fingers
I rummage up a ****-hole
like college ****-stars.

Reading Journal #4

****
****.
Lectures
College.
****
??
Newton.

Reading Journal #4

Do you read Britannica Dictionaries,
an alligator of an FAQ?
It Einsteins verbiages like ****,
man and s u c k s
I’ll add abbreviations the next time
I scribble average joe mean-girls-esque
diaries.

Reading Journal #5

…Awkward,
I don’t remember writing
this Morse code doggynote.
Yonathan Asefaw Jun 2018
Mamacita
Coke-bottle figures are motivation
to get close to you.
I arrive to Spain clinging Molotov
Cocktails
(it’s not Spanish but least it’ll do)
to see blossoming tulip dresses

I bend kneecaps to Barcelona, Medellin,
Buenos Aires, Santiago, Puerto Rico
Mexico City, Madrid to get
a sense of your flower-nightlife

Swallow Iquitos, hills of white
rice fields.
Conquistador I bachata-bachata
love you gyrating exoskeletons to
Reggeton
Yonathan Asefaw Jun 2018
If I left notes in Sphinx drawers
Crimson leaves whirl to earth.

People shisha-puff barrels of oil
in the air
Skies tumble nimbostratusclouds.

Apocalypses apocalypse while
Broadway & Wall Street chuck
**** ******* flags
Slide them in Alabaster wardrobe
crevices.

Kaleidoscope paper.
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