and can you also carry the Sun with you?
and can you also carry the Sun with you?
into winter
which is not afterall snowbeauty, cleansleep
but in reality, endless grey
the marshy same
the indifferent clock
soulslush
and there is sun in all your organs
but in the liver in particular
and I do not think it was birds
that did the damage
purple pigeon with white tail feathers
lean pickings
but the grace of fat
and I remember the poet who would not let anyone publish her
because she was worried the words would misalign
and how I ate all the cheese from her salad
because she was so lean
and sometimes I miss the friends who did not believe in friendship
when I should be cold
and the stupidity hurts
what people have to tell themselves
to stiffen
you must live
it is your duty
to the threads
the one way
the other
the department store over the ruins
and there is no passport
no form