i crawled deeply within rolling tossing Earth
rolling Hills — hot is the Sun as your Temper;
but focused upon You __ when you left me; (like my jealously)
— the Seasons sang, “What with you? What with you? What
with you?” — sweet rolling & fallens: like a once-Living
jealously i possessed you and hated you___ the black taste
of Night — what with you what with you?
-=-it’s me it’s me outside the Window of my Soul
so dark so cold …
who against Death? against Light of Love?
i am reminded of one named Rimbaud — my mantra,
my sweet-one my Monster; never say good bye good bye
\but it’s me: i cannot help feeling E,motions and
ripping all t hings aPart.
Allow the gravity; allow the gravity (and ground)
to Grab you my beautiful dilapidation of RUINOUS
:: 05.10.2020 ::