I think I was buried there
Living less by rights
A train passerby
Were I laid down
And sighed
Category Archives: Poetry
moonlight
follows a ship, it’s ruffled disturbance
waves apart, steel of steel
to only live, altering a drown
unsuspecting any harm, a final heart
a mad allegory, a noble bloody foam
a shore I undress for
More secretly
Your face turned
Exceptionally well
Elongated enough
Ilimitiable enough
I too am proud
A bee quite still
When I do speak
I bow too stung
For a windness
For a bright like dark
In my strangest
Dear love, I rise
Brightcurvely
In most
As your fingers
Point
At a mouth
Over a mouth
A praise under a waist
Forgive me
I am earlier than today
Whoseness
a radium of rock
possibly impossible
an ardor slim enough
not by love
not by stone
dividing the minerals
inside a corpse
a flight, a copyright
a consciousness
Am I
me
outflung
I think it’s there
where you die again
almost deprived
from ever feeling
sound, a waiting wave
today, thirty eight years have passed
I’d like my portrait done instead
no suicide attempts
my prognosis is good
I can draw, I can reinvent
I’am checked out, mother
My chart, still lays
I can tolerate your voice
I must assume, this is our fate
I will miss you, when you leave me again
I’ve stopped biting my nails, so lets pretend
Why I would rather you not stay
