june poems (10)

this hurt
like glass i swallow
shredding my tongue
taking the words

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big bang

imagine everything pressed tight-
hot exploding. beautiful;
violent:
that's you.

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This beautiful sun.
This minute before 7.
Notes of hallelujah spilling from the quiet radio.
This memory of you stirring in my heart.
This love, this ache.

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remember how slow
the world used to move every day a
drop of light caught in beads
of oil remember night's laughter black
and gold tumbling through the tall grass remember
falling?
how heavy it felt bringing me to you

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you, a mirage that
pooled
in cracked skin, on
bonedry lips,

i lick myself to taste just
a dream of ran

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06132016

We lock dead eyes, we
love by chance, lungs
plumped on dust. Above us,
satyrs dance.

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the sea betrays its
deepest wish, to dissipate
and kiss the moon's smile.

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if i'm a piece of meat

know: you can lick me dry
but the ugly story of your teeth
will be written on my bones.

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if my heart is a flower,
it's sick
and never opens to the sun,

only daring to love
the rain on its crinkled skin
promising the sky in every dying dance

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I go

beyond the promises of birds,
where time runs like a stream down
summer's endless throat,
remembering the scent of apples
your golden eyes and tight tongue coiled
only like a chill that recedes, here
where waves lick away my melting eyes,
I wait for you.

011313

is it the gray month

is it the winter rain in the cavern of her
breasts cracking
stone where it falls that makes her break and
say

i'm old
and i'm alone oh

if only if only

i could take the coldness from her
i'd lay it like a shroud over the sky and lick
her ragged forehead till it was smooth as milk.

Thunderstorm

It’s nice
to feel the rain and
know my hair is
frizzy and
ruined. I like to know
my shirt is wet and catch
men gazing, women glaring.
I hate the worms,
and love them. They’re so vile
on sidewalk cracks,
I like to feel like killing them.

After so many floating castles and
silver linings, it’s nice to see
the world for once, torn and
licking its wounds.