less than (24 hours) i explained. change. like fall. collapsed says foolish history cannot sustain this real love. past habit hits and inane tidbits. useless chips digging. with sharp nail scratch. this surface funnels. flashes. recede. throw what you can’t hold. time. never. it counted to me.
how we keep (stay) you see. when he and i combine it is like tidal wave pulling and pushing and grabbing and wet. i stay. remain starts to be a style. my midtown hips his brooklyn hits; swelter methods evaporate flames when we are t(w)o- gether. gathering rise and sets. methods i keep him. sun up, sun down. cyclic circle moving each time he slaps in- side with just me. we stay. private. secret retaining with one. remaining. "Got some dirt...
potential of possibility he came and went. this style. of existence. not knowing my stance that… everyone leaves. i stopped my heart before it could commence; rejecting this world for what i believe. if he sees one truth, then let it be me. his pieces snapped in. my kaleidoscope gaze. he stared into me. what does he see? endeavoring to mask my faith. my hope… in my headspace walls, none of it matters. i have rainbows of ways to deal and...
the way that we (started) the first night. he was in my bed. i blinked - a 3am stir. my discovery painted my immunity in fresh ink. snapped look connection. our recovery. a cool tail of summer brushing our skin, swimming in oceans, playing in gardens - uncertainty perishes. now. begins. what falseness presents, fate always pardons. rolling shoulders as a way to lighten up. my focus rose and set. on master manifestation. the way he heightens my...
open house this. six foot, something, southern skateboarder showed up. again after i say… forfeit. initial resist. fuzz and disorder. he owned this gift; eradicate torment. forte pulse. piano words. i unfolded around him. environment of one. choice. we closed the door. and both… repaired broken, he spread me out to discover my voice; we filled each other’s world, then, disappeared. i stretched beside an open window i filled my lungs with...