midnight meander
ii/13/xxiii
UNFINISHED CIRCLES CRY ALONE,,,,
AS IF THE SKY CAN EVER BE SYPHONED
WE CRAWLED ACROSS THE FLOORING,
HANDS SEEKING SHELLS EYES
SEEKING ANY REMNANTS OF A PLACE TO CALL HOME
WHEN III SEE UUU ,,,, WE ARE IN THE SECOND PERSON
UNFINISHED CIRCLES CRY ALONE,,,, WHEN THE CONFLUENCE SEES US WE ARE IN THE FIFTH
AS IF THE SEA CAN EVER
PLATEAU A MIDNIGHT MEANDER
IS THE TIDE
WE CANNOT UNSEEE
however long(ing) feels right
however right feels long _____
midnight migratiom
ix/11/xxii
smitten by your god(s)
the honey you have to do before the honey
and you have a lovely evening with me, honey honey
so please let y’all be in my lovely dream honey and
your dream of yours your honey is a dream and
your body and your eyes open to the moment
your dream is your last day was
the last dream of your last year
you were gonna your dream you must
be your dream of your last your and your
last year of your last dream and your last
iii/i/vvvviii
~twice upon eech moon, i /ˈdôrm(ə)nt/. (see)
sō much sō, i misplace mī fingers
in hopes uv unlearning thee silk that outlines our tonsils
::: turn around :::
11 breathes on eech side
to slow thee faucet counterclockwise as if we have nothing left 222 mirror
::: to know is a vapor ::::
if even drip can create a stone soon uuu will
until we
share
thee same
mouth your
mother’s
deities’
lengua
dreamt a
lullaby that
our sufferings
were
lowercase
&& & &&& &
thee
mirrors we
claim
have undesires
222 be
seen ;;;;
what is
thee
coulour of
our
reflection?
reflection?
reflection?
reflection?
how to carpent a riverbed
ii/i/vvvvii
~~ the countless ways to cross a body ~~
if a river can intersect itself, i remeander my own mouth
if a tributary can unriver itself, i mend a demure navy to rest abrasions
to be flush with unapparent deities & to dream a lullaby
3 steps from where they say your heart is
i heard we only drown when we swim our hardest
& your tulips make me cry
vvi/xxviii/xxi
how does one(s) make a sunset last beyond dusk?
shall we disbelieve the midnight moment?
you spent the night either showing me how to fill the bath with water or how to hold a hand:
i do not recall which
whose hues
who’s hues
i do not believe in stalemates nor pebbles
dormit
~ vv/vxiiiv/vvvvi ~
riparian dreams
as close to the river as possible
we lack only in time
she rested on my shoulders,,, curved backwards
this mouth must be the headwater
this headwater must be the delta
this delta must be the mouth
my toungue pursued her god(s_). a prayer that only afew chosen angels have felt
iiii would never wish death upon uuuu
…. but …..
there are parts of you i desire to kill drown
& if there exists a more passionate feeling, then allow desire to be a surrogate/
Before a toddler I was
