beat, street, heat, feet, feat, complete, meet, meet, be, being together, passing time, making it, making out, making up, in, inside, glistening surfaces, running on and on forever, fever, with her, over her, over here, in me, out me, out, shout, drought, doubt, doubt, cover, cower, coward. lie, lie, high, hysteric, die, nigh, spy, on…
Category: poetry
left
does not seem like how it should be, and the past feels less like history but just story. a lightness, neither bearable nor not, creeps in, seeps up between toes and under finger nails. colourless cardboard masks sit stale where used to sing and shine and fly with future fantasy. fine is all it is,…
Writing session no. 1
life is light and tight like flight flexed wings poised moist void lloyd wright knew despite the odds and oddities and flaws my claws are sheathed and sleep hibernate debate the state irate innate great inflate create permeate three words – sell a bird – what is heard by ones who preferred tv to jazz…
less sleep
there are some things undone laces trailing down your back hook eyed teeth bare and done. about to yes I thought but what we said before was not what she really meant. sorry! I didn’t want to hurt you. I mean, me. lightly stepping, peddling quickly, peddling tricks and empty boxes with no lids. lidless,…
hope
March was cruel enough and spring time numb falling falling drip, drip, drop. Black stick legs Glassy coated wings and red dot beak. I want to hop, I’d like to hope. Cocked toward the breeze, minimal breath. It isn’t necessary to look back. August 2013 (remembering April).
stalled
[old, old, old OG! and unfinished] Skank ‘n Pickle played at Slim’s that night. That night sleekly coated with honey and leather, leather vests and slow suede boots: black and creamy-coffee brown. That night the car stalled. And the slippery metal door handle jerked as I slammed it shut. Damn. I broke my nail; the…
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