(2014)
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
bring me things to break myself upon till
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always