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anon, a private confession, a public display, a mariachi band below, a smoking pad, a perch, a place to drape your long hair, an anchor to lasso the moon, a target for late night pebbles, a good view of the party, phantom arias, outdoor inner thoughts.
Jan 26, 2024
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😃Derelict attune descending off a cliff. Towering towards the skies. Limitless void. Loft signal. Ink on a stoop. After the passage is done. Look into it and see the light. Ripe season. Minx. Sugar hill dragon foot. Blink where you are at. Is where I want to be. Let’s call it what it is. A bicep. A bestowed upon. Rock on a tombstone wreck.
Mar 2, 2025
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I buried- in silence -in the back yard -a thing in the night -deer trodding behind the tree line airplane light rolling down the cheek of the dome- it had to be done alone no matter how many times you asked what was growing here I couldn’t speak its name- and you couldn’t hold the reigns of a certainty that is not yours to keep -here is my mind, the living, the executor, the backdoor frightened child staring off wandering for the holder -here is the order of the sphinx, the cataloged diagnosis of the ordinary wheel -here is the lackadaisical assistances that you ordered: “bury the hatchet that dug the hole. take the sword of your desires and throw it at the heap. there is a lump forming that must be seared. the stitches to be unraveled are trying to leach into the skin from which they are formed. you must open the earth or be dissolved yourself”
Feb 25, 2025
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😃Abscent from the recesses, Pulling through strings, as a princess drinking wine on the balcony, Reading through scrolls, In time I will find a way to reach your location. Censor my steps as i make my way to your heart, laughter and cherish. Relinquish and bury all that is forgotten.
