Thursday, October 3, 2019

the best words in the best order


love poem #14
-
FIND
IMPORTANT
ANSWERS
THAN
YOU
;but god iswithus, *little hands shaking
hopes+dreams (altered states)
all palmistry past loves EXCLAIM:
“you have such a strong love line; mine?
barely there at all.”
;hypermistook an exclusive trembling meant four you
>unsure remembrance>truebeauty in suicide note secret alphabet,
“I WONDER WHAT SHE THINKS LIKE WITH NO
CLOTHES ON?”
tactless muse; my appropriation :/ for I am not absolute, true to you
is forgiving those dust a second time. feeling better? waking habits
old and sign for registered mail (checklist of all things unforgettable)
the joke (ex)is(ts to be) everybody -> eternally shrugged shoulders.
*thesecret in beinghere is that iamonly half here
secretly,
I’d love you to worry
my rarely entire life an inimitable seven year rabbit cycle;
impulsively most loved qualities.
GENERationALLY, no change in last words heard:
I ACCEPT MY OWN FACE IS AN ACCIDENT.
picture yourself alone in bed,
coughing up #920503
love poem #36
-
burned at the stake
while keeping careful company
; even
linked hands
are in the past
; sure, deported
to the passed
(there is not
one part
ofyourbody
I do not
want to
stain
)
with a secret or two
everyone pardons the phrase
of no-direction unisex fragrances
working out, establishing
undying persistence and inflflfl uence
I can adore you in gestures,
perhaps
“understanding is the right word.”
love poem #24
-
decided life
“resaid” a rule;
>always what in a god’s name??
need to stay offffff the news
-half reading
(stopped stomach sick lately)
anticipatory stunned,
oh the top coat
weather
alternative staff
meeting
infififi nity soft
must be summer
not a sex
in my bed
yet
It sounds a rustle
out of clothes
>your sharp naked waiting
arms stayed cross
it sounds like a long
no-promise
club soda
bubbled
get to staying
undecided voted
pictures you don’t remind you
of you then, no considering
spoiled
>x
to lay down its sun secret compartment
introduced binary deadened tomb
love poem #29
-
most
poems
die
on the
operating room
table
meanwhile
>perceived
>commercial
>success
the very last stop
to
actively unpleasant
less aware
)not the person
sleeping in transit)
- and the back pain
less work on the path, done
a pleasurable couple of
minutes,
the NEUROLOGICAL
low-dose warmth
;you
comfortably settling into a
status quo or graphed modernity
maybe reckless but
; “I’m yours!”
love poem #22
-
far very similar
squalid love affair “of course”
to sleep beside stored straight
sudden hands flee from warm space
between
alarm clock stop 3x
morning breath clings to teeth
tongue dry visible in narrow
division understood
in constant held
close
scowling the away softer rare
bound-to-no-one
nonrepeating? longest straight line
of trees disappearing point horizon
gets noticed, you know
>stranded herself to history
a rarely entire life by imitable eyes
careless and more correct if least expected,
separate bleached talked about later,
a pleasanter place obsessive dry dreams
of your scattered hairscapes
(my italics)
am I nervous in habit or repeating infififi nite loop?
to become a stranger you, wave cold captive
half-truth in cell-worth
and defififi ne mislead once again, sir?
no struck dazzled,
resisting arrest on a cloudy winter day

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