my mud are my smiles
so she asked me
are you lik,e Libra
eating my Soul
from within your
magnet Heart: i
thought and then wrote
precis of illusionary
words and unforgiveable
advice that taxed me:
crystal spine; it’s every
thought of your mind:
everything eating orchids
and placenta-angel breath
i barreled down so i could
confess back! Hey!
every thought
goes through your priceless
mind.
:: 07.22.2020 ::
Mi barro son sonrisas
mi barro son mis sonrisas
entonces ella me preguntó
eres probable, e Libra
comiendo mi alma
desde dentro de tu
Imán Corazón: i
pensó y luego escribió
precis de ilusorio
palabras e imperdonable
Consejo que me gravó:
espina de cristal; es cada
pensado en tu mente:
todo comiendo orquídeas
y aliento de ángel de placenta
corrí hacia abajo para poder
confiesa de nuevo! ¡Oye!
todo pensamiento
pasa por tu invaluable
mente.
:: 22.07.2020 ::
NOW that i have lost everything
for you :/grieving\:
take all the icons of your wild
world (too hard to get by
upon a smile)
& now lost within everything
old |–>so THE-new-breaks my grieving
heart –> so babe baBY its
like a sorrowful sad girl
just because we’re best friends
doesn’t mean there’s good strangers
lalala-da-lala-ta-dah
: evil eats tender loving hearts
so new so white so black so true
so you leave so take care
;take all that makes you beautiful;
this mysterious world is a wild
world so oh baby it’s a wild world
(as the child you are: never want to
see you sad, girl so take care and hope
you have a lot of friends out there —
just remember there’s a lot of bad there.
)
:: 07.22.2020 ::
so now i have eaten
all of you tiny
brilliant throats
of my heart!
i have not escaped
my madness either
: together the morning
and night meet —
today the sun and heart
oh so glory!
i forgot humanity
to live within fantasy.
:: 07.21.2020 ::
precis give me a life-line
and off my mind
waiting and hoping academia
will come back — waiting,
flooding tears all along
university walls:
i wait
cry
and hoping you’ll come back.
(what? a precis for every
poem? Okay)
:: 07.21.2020 ::
CASTED away
as an island
out at sea
i ate the
sunlight see?
with a mouth
larger than it
should be i
swallowed the
bright bee.
Sets me free
( | / )
\\ \|/,’_
(“)(_)()))=-
<\\
:: 07.21.2020 ::
TAKE MY EYES tell me lies
i will not see Light,
we sell tainted juice
aligned within our wooden cart
of life //~~\\ stretched my mind
gives me thick vines
whatever the choice is
we’re here again || within
the darknest plans | paying
for a degree in psychology.*.
we can wait for more
the Earth has endured
the desperate whores
of everything we think we know
so now here we go again (if you
know what it means) :: here’s the
one singing black lung tunes
to a dying world___tasking tained
juice… i broke my wooden back
upon the armchair of your mind
–/stretching and aligned
within the wooden cart of Life
— whatever the choice here
we are again//
:: 07.20.2020 ::
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