Barbara
with the last lines borrowed from Kaveh Akbar
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Tension begins here:
My bleed/my break
the line one curves over slopes
the crevice cascading two-pulicitous over an edge
the stream of over-consciousness squelched in bliss
Return with me now,
wind humming honey
a touch filled with ache
when silence lingers in our throats
You sit with me now
distance a year ...
Sunday 27th November 2022 4:31 pm
i survived NYC
My brain is leaking out my nose.
leaving an imprint on the soles of my shoes as I walk on,
it splatters,
squelching,
as the birds pitter, patter on,
a minuscule impact behind the larger one.
the sky tilts with me,
f-lling
fall-n
fa-l (how do you spell -alling? i thnik. ha;ve I ‘forgtten’ HO?W t0 write to )
Click
Click
...
Thursday 30th June 2022 3:15 am
Ode to my distraction
after Ode to my Envy by Chen Chen
I'm distracted by those around, meshing their hands with the keys I can't bear to touch.
I'm distracted by the words which won't come to me but scream that poetry is everlasting.
i'm distracted by the fugue state
my eyes have decided to be buried in & remain seated for the show.
I'm distracted by the way I refuse to be elastic, forever hav...
Saturday 11th June 2022 10:21 pm
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