I love you . To infinity and beyond, am I right? Like a circle ever going round, There is no end to our future. We could chase the sun set and rise, eat it like an orange and spill the glow between our teeth at midnight, a night light to remind this bed and starsContinue reading “Pi”
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52 (4 years later)
It’s never so simple as a tower of cards crumbling like memories, good or bad divided by battle lines.
from one depressed poet to another
So many of my metaphors attempt to describe the ocean of sadness in me, as if to a neighboring world with no water. I am Earth; you are Mars;
Silly humility/frogs in the water
silly humility got me like frogs in the water blinking black soggy eyes, silly humility got me an illusion
Generative AI
It is not a thing in the cloud. Not nebulously floating around, summoned by the beckon of a button, convenient, easy, fun. It is a thing broken
Gore Gone
Like my poems could carve out chunks of the universe and hand them to you on a platter, I keep hunting between these lines for more time, more light, another night
30- Landscape of a Heart
I took up residence in a library (of course she did) and I took up writing (of course she did) but mostly I took up the chore these mountain dragons never bothered with
rednuht fo seohcE
But the cycle never stops, the kings and the apocalypses, the hearts and traitors and friends of raiders, do you hear it in the hills
29- lightning
strike fire fight light lead us on to where it’s bright