Category : poetry

What I Mean, part 2

know what
treeing the lingering out of might
know rosy rosy in streaked
ever ever sequence never up in stark repose
central time never never heartache
your response woke what i dream

treeing the words
to do not speak never never
never never dawn no slow down
have left alphabet words
spacetime foaming just before

with all skip trap roses
grow sense of reality
just alphabet words morn daylight
out of that
i mean what


What I Mean, part 1

treeing the alphabet
words out of sequence
never never never know what to do
with all that i have left
never never not speak
never never slow down

roses grow
rosy rosy morn
daylight in streaked stark repose
treeing the alphabet
words out of spacetime
foaming ever ever skip trap response

woke up
in a dream
central time
just before dawn
no sense of reality
just a lingering heartache
you might know what i mean


Because the Beginning Brines

i am
cut in two & pierced by the red through & through
shaped like myself
only moreso
devoured by starlight &
bound up in ever-increasing circles of blueness

politicians & soldiers
don’t talk about me
but
i hope
i am sometimes on your mind


Instant Change

born under stars
growing like a weed
stunted inside
expansive & fragile
like precious sands in a precious glass
opaque

lying in the grass
bursting like plums
secret & hidden behind teeth
like precious hands on a precious clock

rewritten life
folded up
sliced
spliced
cracked & golden
melted
frozen
hit


A Trainwreck Good Day

pink crushed sliver like a vagabond
you princess of the moon
you say wherever you are
is like nowhere, no one can see

called into free
speak for them
is like nowhere, no one can see
so think, so dream, pink crushed sliver

you forlorn, ragged & vague
you princess of the moon
your heart sprung free
speak for them
no one else will speak the truth

so think, so dream, like a vagabond
wherever you are, you see
pink crushed sliver of their hearts
is like nowhere
so speak for them