Two lighthouses in the distance
Daylight so good it hurts
Accordioned in the silence
Shoeful of marbles
Wants to see whoever arrives
With bright transfigured eyes
Long here, also long blinded
Well more beautiful than days
To love him to grieve
To sweeten your suffering
So what was your first impression of me
Climbing along the hot air of morning
What a long week long day its been
So use your time or bits of brine to hold new growth still
Just loving, not saddening
Just cruel by name
Don't just shed blood
Use a blind work special
Too bad no love
So better than a keeper
First acquired here
To be observed closely
To announce the arrival
I was wondering if i could get your number and we could go out for a cheese plate and some grog tomorrow at The Flower Shop in manhattan?
One hour in the morning for warm breath reassurances
Demonstrate lack of balance
The proper word would be running like a tap and the water is down the drain and the skill is catching it in your mouth before it goes and you can only catch so much before its dribbling down your chin and out of the corners of your mouth
Holds you in silence
Many prefer his rumbling
So a prank can happen
To clean beforehand yourself
Gradually to come
I wandred now this way, now that way, sometime to the right hand, sometime to the left: nowe forwarde, then backe againe, not knowing how to goe among the thicke bowghes and tearing thornes, bearing vpon my face: rending my clothes, and houlding me sometimes hanging in them, whereby my hast in getting foorth was much hyndered.
Really bad water colors
You not now
In total darkness, or in a very large room, very quietly
With heaps to invite
Here you know them first
Only in this condition
I like who we are to each other a thought configures
To win or to die
3 eggs over easy Italian sausage chopped up Roma tomato mushroom and sweet onion sautéed
Too little in so many
The earth forms and people form to be on the earth
cells cells in body
cell becomes bird egg
net mama bird
You can become a french girl in the same way a child can become a tiger
Work that moves against itself from all angles
And with one little gesture we are elsewhere
I am later-
You are a concentrated area of all the world's beautiful
omg i was listening to this sitting on the toilet and i was looking at this dead skeeter eater and as soon as the singing started apprently this thing was not dead cos it ressurected and tried to fly up w much strife
Rupture of the rocks
Crucifixion
On the brink of enlightenment
We are all mirrors
Everything is now
I’m sad because
You are LEAVING!
I found you
A relic making sprinkler sounds
A snake on Sundays
To hiss on Mondays
If the world stretched long like gum
Fused in sedimentary stone hot feet in in pond scum
Would my shadow fall just as long
As when
We walked two in two sewn at the toe
One mile down
And all I thought was
it’s too big out here!