you rang?

you know, this dance is

just more lurching in the dark

let’s talk in the light

 

 

 

broken university

a resolution:

just be – abide in the dirt

bloom only for you

anonymous : age 6

to eat normally

and to look after ourselves

like wild animals

whistler

merle and runtish whelp

whetstone blind, no sense of self

furl and cry to help

colonel

teacher, enlighten

your lungs are full of chalk dust

go play in the fields

sado (my own private)

 

prophecy aligned

an exile of my design

retired hurt, alive

pavemeant

second inch of rain – 

sibilant whisper, a dove –

glistenality – 

iris

snails billow below

star and sky, mirth, surf and turf

there is only this

delicatessence

in today’s money

adjusted for inflation

i’m bound, hung to dry

the bends

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we can do whatever we want

the coral summer