a point of exhaustion whereyou have chills and two lumpsrising on your head and allyou can think about ishow he tangles up in youwhen you go to sleep at nightthe short distance feelsimpossible to cross baby imiss your body next to minei have tried so hard for naughti never said what it means to meallContinue reading “at least there was movement”
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i never dream about the mountains
might be there’s a lessonabout choosing to move forwardwalking on blisterstrundling forwardon nothing but the sheer hopethat there’s an oasisin the next mile strange to think we loved each otherin interesting timesthat if we all survive thisthe memory will be infectedwith the ones who were the closest strap on the time helmettake me back toContinue reading “i never dream about the mountains”
cassavetes pt ii
a suicidal instinct can manifest in one’s choice of partner we push each other out of line and hope to make chalk lines out of these piles of snow when he says: let’s drink and drivei spring for the 12% abvwhen the road twists aheadmy laugh echoes off the shale wallsi know which songs toContinue reading “cassavetes pt ii”
compared to all the local celebrities
this box of brainsfeels so much lessthan special at timeswishing that my favoriteartists weren’t so uncoolor that i cared about houseplantsand had an eye for decoratingor a gender identityor that i played tennis really wellthat languages would stickand i could cite theorywhile i give you a glimpseof the horsehead nebulathrough my elaborate telescopebefore utterly blowingContinue reading “compared to all the local celebrities”
two out of three
in the beginning was the wordquickened fluttering in the stomachgiven breath and borninto its shape in your mouthwe handle this verbal claywith varying levels of gracei missed your mastery of sculpturethe voluptuous, luscious Llike slow-dripped honeythe uh a rounded bubblerising with its soft throaty thrustthe V carved sharpby teeth against lipsmudged edge of lush forestonContinue reading “two out of three”
lock your own door, pt. ii
should i switch to tequilain spite of our rotten limesfeet in lead bootsroll me into the riverwatch me sinkin defiance of your expectationsoh you thought i’d fightyou thought i’d swimyou did did yousorry to disappointbut what’s else is new my patience is as shortas your memoryor your attention spanor the straw i drewdown on youContinue reading “lock your own door, pt. ii”
portrait photography
does a camera existwhich could catch you as you arebreaking intense focusto bathe me with a smilethat clicky-tic noise you makehands deep in a developing bagblack t shirt and simon joynerplaying in the rainy breezeand grey light soft as your sheetsone bare dirty foot stretchedtoward me, sitting on the bedreading this shitty novel
t-minus
i’m glad we get another autumnto pick a day to pick applesbut instead just buy themand walk by the riverand take elaborate posed photosnext to some pumpkinsand laugh we get another summerto watch the dog swimand eat ice cream sandwichesand seek respite from heatin the grocery storeduring peak tejano hoursi’m gonna wear colorful dresseswe’re gonnaContinue reading “t-minus”
resume update
it’s nice to be a personon this cool morning green and goldwe have to take our daysof conflict resolutionand high executive functionand good hairand hold them closeto remind us of what we’re capable you hired me becausei anticipate the needs of the clientand apply proactive, creativeproblem-solving techniquesi specialize in seamlessmanagement of transitionand crisis prevention youContinue reading “resume update”
reasons for leaving your senses
the hot wind of frustrationmeets the cold front of isolationa hurricane builds on the horizonit calls itself by your secret name evacuation plans torn by windfrom their sweaty handsthe small people on the shoregrip beach sand with their toes whatever it is that keeps themholding to a home that is already lostbravery or idiocy orContinue reading “reasons for leaving your senses”
mattress dungeon 