(2013)
life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
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