elevator rise up
over the city
we found out how to be here
rolling up too
moons in the windows
anchor these magic eye illustrations
of your future
i leaned back
in my connection
sitting in your love
like a chair
weaving easy up the fire escape
with the roof painted white
*
i could hear it
from upstairs
the sound of
what "living
aflesh" could
possibly mean.
if someone would
give me paper,
well...
*
example
hear mouth blast (one pack)
how ugly tone
you speak make faces shut time
tacit, westward move home
sweating unhinged
so hot under summer
with total closure
all together
green and gold and fingers
lick to sweetness
grow a limb
i see it
so hear a month blasts past
and the ones after that
*
voices on thimbles
dropping low
i have heard them.
see old city, the
same way i've seen
you swear on love
(that you would remember)
raindrops plummeting
so hard
a hammer from
the sky
and your pixelated
eyes
crying monosyllables
to death? yelling vacant
sweating little vines
trying to you
stuck to life
*
DO YOU THINK THAT THEY ARE BREEDING DOWN THERE? DO YOU THINK THEY ARE? OH WAS A MESS. I HAVE SEEN YOU MUCH. WOULD WE MAKE LATE WORDS OR STRANGE GESTURES? I HAVE BROKEN MY WRIST TRYING TO WAVE HELLO. ALL TOGETHER IN DANGER ALL OVER TOWN. IT'S BEEN LASTING A LONG TIME. HOW DO YOU KNOW? CAN'T AVOID THE QUESTION. CAN'T AVOID THEM.
*
THE PERFECT HUMAN
ITS NOT SOMETHING WE SAY
DON'T SAY ANYTHING
JUST TAKE A BREATH BETWEEN
A GIDDY LAUGH & THE AFTERMATH
A TOO CLEAN REACTION
WHAT IS SEEN
THE PERFECT HUMAN
HOW CAN YOU TELL?
WHEN THE BREAK COMES
AND MAKES ONE ACTUAL
EVENT
WHATS THE DIFFERENCE
WHEN ALL YOU FEEL
IS CRAZY SURFACE
AND WHAT IS SEEN
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