Tag Archives: Love

Cities are Houses

Posted on May 13, 2013 by

whose feet almost almost walk air they outlive my father while his clothes remain unexplained i obey him even though he forgets my name i lay beside him in a tiny lake full of oxygen there is a vinyl stillness, … Continue reading →

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You become, so distinct

Posted on April 18, 2013 by

rising a mouth to holy i am ~ addicted to the coolness of your throat ~ A probable stroke

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I love and do

Posted on April 17, 2013 by

Yet my anatomy invests Diagonally the strictest Of ahh’s and shh’s A homage, a truer age Upholding the largest verb

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A series of events

Posted on April 16, 2013 by

Your skin Tightly tucked Beneath my nails Beneath my mandible Slowly hovering Slowly loving me

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When I write

Posted on April 15, 2013 by

A prose, much too magnificent Dies, and begins to grow I witness and discover A much more acuter cause Myself as myself

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