2016
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless