2018-2019 archive. favorites from a more novice era in my life.
they don’t have titles.
1
The soil and dirt
as I look down
at the soil and earth
looks to hold cracks for
my long tired gaze
At nights end when
the sun’s arms finish
holding the leaves
and the bee’s knees
you start to wonder when the holes
in the mud rupture light
It’s twisted you see
as far as light reaches
some things never seem to
align to the
ticking 24 hour time
but the farther you look
down into the big abyss of dirt
and the more more soil you spill on
your joy division t-shirt
That just maybe down there they bask
the rocks and the seeds
resting with the bones of giants
in peace
in the weight of patience
in the contrary of fast
they wait and wonder
in the hopes they are not last
Patient seeds, patient rocks
patient bones, patient needs
it’s just light they wish to see
nothing too frivolous
nothing too free
But for a break they wait
one from far under the ground
something of rupture
one with no sound
a long wait they wait
to see what we see
much like today
they are anxious to be pleased
2
Circa this
predate that
I swear all things
are fake and fat
Precisely to
an ambiguous tee
fuck that
it makes no sense to me
3
What are good ways to say
congratulations
should I pull my gun like a
roaming cowboy?
should I present a cake
in broad daylight
with a flavour in your
favor?
defining my choice would be hard
so here's a twenty-five dollar gift card.
4
It’s fourteen times three
she said it before me
before us could be we
and fourteen times three
times two times me
was the miles she’d stretch
to finally be care free
Well I’d walk that too!
i’d say with rapport
and fourteen times twenty-two
times nine times you
would be the miles i’d walk
to tell you my fifteen times four
5
It would be weird to wake up
with five blinks left
five times to strain your eyes
a five eyes time to find everything
you found nice
a slice of life divided by five
for the rest of time
what could you see?
Well, if it were up to me
instead of climbing the great tree
to see what the world has to be
i’d look down
and spend all five
a little north of the soup stain
and a tad south of the fries
with a sunday night behind us
in-formally your eyes
6
A delicious night sky
to appetize
to dine for two
rendezvou
Hamburgers we’ll take
mr moon
or cereal with milk
and spoon
Let's look up and feel full tonight
because it’s all I crave to do
I wanna’ eat, I wanna’ stare
We have soup, is that fair?
as long as i’m eating
to share some heartbeating
with you
