If I that think am not the thing that desires
I am not the thing that wills.
I desire, but I do not see my desires
I dreamed, but only see my dreams when sleeping fitfully
I see my dreams think of love and of things I have forgotten
I rest above my dreams - a made bed I sleep atop
I, who defend the existence of something
Have no right to touch it
I relish the moments I touch even their enemies.
And those that see me move remember it harshly
I break off a stone skin like lint
crack it and roll it off
(1/4)
I, who defend the existence of something
Have no right to touch it
I relish the moments I touch even their enemies.
And those that see me move remember it harshly
I break off a stone skin like lint
crack it and roll it off
(1/4)
The largest tree I can see from my house
Divinity is in the technicolor filter over the world when there are grey skies
(This does not apply to each who reads this who likes the same thing)
Divinity is alone
The largest tree I can see from my house
Divinity is in the technicolor filter over the world when there are grey skies
(This does not apply to each who reads this who likes the same thing)
Divinity is alone
I believe he hangs over me like the forsythia in the field
Makes an uncoiling in my spine
Tells me the sky is eager to touch the neck of the earth
Tells me he is blessed to touch me
Scents me and drops musk into the dark of me
fount of desire and me, me, me
I believe he hangs over me like the forsythia in the field
Makes an uncoiling in my spine
Tells me the sky is eager to touch the neck of the earth
Tells me he is blessed to touch me
Scents me and drops musk into the dark of me
fount of desire and me, me, me
When that participation differs
Five things are desired,
Desire for the other, differed according to the other
Desire for the sense of self, differed according to each’s desire
Desire for the process, which is the thing that is shared
When that participation differs
Five things are desired,
Desire for the other, differed according to the other
Desire for the sense of self, differed according to each’s desire
Desire for the process, which is the thing that is shared
That the last harvests would be left to rot in the field
the sociable process sunders
torn apart like a bad weld
That the last harvests would be left to rot in the field
the sociable process sunders
torn apart like a bad weld
The cloth mask I had at hand hangs on my ear
after cleaning out the caked dirt of my old roommate’s room.
I sit, stare,
watch the siding on the house fall off,
see a country of mold elongate in the crawl space.
The cloth mask I had at hand hangs on my ear
after cleaning out the caked dirt of my old roommate’s room.
I sit, stare,
watch the siding on the house fall off,
see a country of mold elongate in the crawl space.
Words now are like carving in charcoal
a sentence shatters easily
my friends and myself are littered with half-correct infographics
we chisel at charcoal, which
as you know
is willing to break more than it is willing to take shape.
Words now are like carving in charcoal
a sentence shatters easily
my friends and myself are littered with half-correct infographics
we chisel at charcoal, which
as you know
is willing to break more than it is willing to take shape.
Costco, Meijer,Kroger,Giant Grocery,Ben & Jerry’s,Ulta,Macy’s, Old Navy,Nordstrom’s,TJ Maxx,GoTo Foods (includes Moe’s Southwest Grill, Mcalister’s, Auntie Anne’s, Jamba, Cinnabon, and more…),Dollar Tree, Walgreens, Wegmans (for those on the east coast)
Costco, Meijer,Kroger,Giant Grocery,Ben & Jerry’s,Ulta,Macy’s, Old Navy,Nordstrom’s,TJ Maxx,GoTo Foods (includes Moe’s Southwest Grill, Mcalister’s, Auntie Anne’s, Jamba, Cinnabon, and more…),Dollar Tree, Walgreens, Wegmans (for those on the east coast)
Where is the Divine Being?
morning sky traces branches over window meshes
life brushes by my head
The chill hangs by the body
bends at the waistline over a stone wall
and stretches to reach the dropped bones.
Mother in me. We sit at the thanksgiving table.
Where is the Divine Being?
morning sky traces branches over window meshes
life brushes by my head
The chill hangs by the body
bends at the waistline over a stone wall
and stretches to reach the dropped bones.
Mother in me. We sit at the thanksgiving table.
Compass, contract, divider and sextant
There is no intercessor between the high sun and I
No saint between us
I listen to the voice of Jacaranda trees
Watch quartz spar with the afternoon
Speak to the ears of hares
I wear Cholla husks - Trypophobia coat -
Compass, contract, divider and sextant
There is no intercessor between the high sun and I
No saint between us
I listen to the voice of Jacaranda trees
Watch quartz spar with the afternoon
Speak to the ears of hares
I wear Cholla husks - Trypophobia coat -
For old and older rests
A netting is there that catches that which soaks the skin of the earth
If you walk in this place you can follow from the edges inward
In this celebration, pass by the games on the children’s tables and sweet dishes
For old and older rests
A netting is there that catches that which soaks the skin of the earth
If you walk in this place you can follow from the edges inward
In this celebration, pass by the games on the children’s tables and sweet dishes
Artemis where am I?
Where is the burning?
Tend me
I - lost in density
I - lost in smolder
where am I?
I simmer, I brush away my own breath
I need you
Where is the burning?
Artemis, where am I?
Artemis where am I?
Where is the burning?
Tend me
I - lost in density
I - lost in smolder
where am I?
I simmer, I brush away my own breath
I need you
Where is the burning?
Artemis, where am I?