and another one bite[’]s the dust

then another one bite s the dust i love getting jaggedly. shoved to a reminder that i have this body shaping to form. i only hope. you have not bothered to believe forever. i forgo(e)t. time before we arrived, i stood up. this t(w)(o)o. counting became how days went by without participate. require. what if there was only one possible? when? the call. dis- ruptures. we stay moving in a cement government. mold. again. i refroze, literally....

outline this. (expression)

outline this. (expression) i moved inside. midnight. like touching: i… walked and resided to find roaming. that discovery… that this physical try incapably accommodates my… what… do you know anyone… who pushed… so… hard… never learned to walk. i saturate. drift. my memories born within. crystal shards. broken, sharp outline. you fold to resist. making shapes. we enlighten reflection. seasonal turns. of what i must produce:...

#poembomb

To cheer me up during a somewhat solemn period, I was blessed to have a companion accompany me yesterday to #poembomb New York City. This entailed copying some book pages and scampering around Manhattan to share some of the words that have held my bones together over the years. We swooped through subway stations; around the east and west village; down to Tribeca and back uptown. I've ranted in the past that being heard is more enticing than...

involuntary catch

involuntary catch every fist. unidentifiable. i let hands grab this nothing that ever attempted to act like we were try-able. my permanent gift is accept never. i mean. please. hush. cut. outside. solution. i can swear truth and then disintegrate; walk a clean line. minimal pollution. my only contribute is integrate. i get lost and then right. left. look over where no one is guessing to try to check. won’t tell you my wishes. four leaf clover....

incinerate insignificant

incinerate insignificant i once wove a web that tangled my feet. stories and fiction for feelings on me. never before had i tasted deceit. you said you were sorry. i disagree. island hide isolation. your new life. three years deep. i’m done hollowing inside. and you’ll never mention your 10-year wife, after i collapsed, how could i divide? clouds came finally, encasing only. truth. do you know how long that i could not see? corruption of...
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