The world takes and takes as if the world were a person who could do something.
This is how we move through filled by about to occur
frightened by light darkened in the shape of a cat convinced of tick bites in the city
then actual death
How well she knew her
For the first time ever she hides her body from her.
She sees what others can’t. She grows her closest friends.
No small thing ends her life
What if love the most love more
Love ends love
Sirens and a glowing yellow tree
My body sinks into the earth.
Mamashe is done with me. Mama she didn’t want me. Like mama love looking brought to bits of giving no other way. I don’t know what it was like the color of the air the tulip matched. The only future I see is theirs the they of us and the two of you. Mama I lifted a body heavier than yours.
Life sucked life out.
Early on
A way or another we find each other those that know beauty first and those that know suffering. I covered myself in red earth. And he wrote on a hill from the bottom left to the top right.
…1The wind…knocked
in the wind life in
I’m an emotional smoker Mahsa said
im always smoking a cigarette mourning the morning
the mourning before morning the night mourning morning the sea full of tears is the space between organs
the nights morning just a beginning long before mourning
the mourning before morning to know again the ones in striped pajamas the very visible of the night are the ones you want to know
The foolish old man dressed in wisdom angered me when he told me love was two people who want the same thing.
As if the world were a person whom we could heal. The earth screams having nothing and everything to do with you.
To do list:
find a home
find a church
find your art
find a partner
We danced together near the dj at an unter rave this saturday into sunday. You have chin length dark hair and wore skin-tight tank top and shorts. You danced eyes closed with your arms in the air ignoring your short haired friend. I told you you have a beautiful smile and you said you like my energy. I confessed to being very high. When your friends wanted to leave I didn’t say anything because I was in the mode of containing myself. I think you said your name was Sarah. I get the feeling I want to know you.
“Have you ever seen moth balls?”
“How’d you pry its little legs open?”
-[His] Personal best 1982
Disgrace is his unfulfilled desire to create a female heroine. Who can know the human heart can be so terrible.
Foolishly I would praise him each time I was dumped. Were not love.
Put salt there.