this image of you
wading thick through her words
will fire my shutter on every line
and while i listen
your voice caressing each syllable of
this recitation for
my singular audience
i alone in my front row
know to grasp
each
as if it were the last.

do her pleas sense defeat
insides rioting empty towards
a tender touch brewing
slightness overstyled

..and i think i'm so lame, but i think this song is about me don't i, don't i, don't i ( Read more... )

i'm feeling really confused and moody. like i don't know what to think ( Read more... )

despite this irreproachable eye
i am lockjawed,
thigh minded,
toe-tied
falling
waist-side.

..and if you turn away because there is no lesson here, i will hold my awkward bowl with all its cracked stars shining like a complicated lie..-a.s ( Read more... )

Rain starts on you as your goodbye runs me through/goodbye is nothing new but it's last breath when said by you/And this world shrinks to a room - weather inside snowfall soon/No bookcase can rescue a man - only a letter of sorry can/Handle with care if only you dare/I'm sensitive, touch sensitive/Handle with care if only you are/I'm sensitive, ( Read more... )

i like the act of mailing a letter. it is like giving a gift, in a small way ( Read more... )

how can one simultaneously be so wrapped up in oneself yet feel such an intense ugliness ( Read more... )

you were born to lie to me
when i am inside
gathering
black pools beneath
your altar
bedside to side
beside this metronomic skip stop
reigning heroine
definitions divine
your cataclysmal clutch.