i wonder what exactly was attached to what you took from me
except for grief
give me a lullaby to stay awake
to never leave
things alone
a place to invest
with ordinary stillness
up sash the merry whoopsy blinds
i
have
little
to
say
but
occupy
much
space
to
say
it
scatological outburst
of inner work
the nightly crisis
i point out the obvious
pay you to listen to me
i drink the air
everything resembles whiskey
what i’ve left behind
call my name
‘pale sorrow’
what was it I was longing for
for whom was I looking
the alarm goes off I move
what did the sky do yesterday
(where did the ominous clouds go)
kitsch operation
its delicate orbit
a blurry frontier
for wishbone outlaws
bamboo panic
peeling offspring
faithless postcard
for faceless boredom
dipthong revival
a grungy planet
tender cannibal
holds nameless grudge
serious feather
for populous trapeze
poignant membrane
vertical frisk
canary lava
and strident hope
wistful gauze
worn by wanton gallop
hysteric stairways
metaphoric cellulite
kinetic menu
echo chamber
in rows of perfect stars
the dissolution of wandering
elongated torso
please become my somewhere
tired cottage
field notes
voice in the space next to mine
MRI hurts my ear
outside the day is disappearing
trapped in the ribcage
geometric month
always climbing the mountain
which isn’t there