Sunday June 5th, 2016 [4:24 pm]

an erratic strobe
emdash emdash dot
light interrupted interrupted
interrupted light from the corner
of my eye gone
when i turn
dash dash thick
power outage
flicker
power outage
flicker
time lapse
dark
one unstable star
off and on and off and off
and all the dead satellites


Saturday October 10th, 2015 [8:21 pm]

and checked your oil by cellphone light


Saturday October 10th, 2015 [3:30 pm]

the occupation existed
when i        ocfelt        cupiedthe land                                                                                                                    blackforget           continue
i didn’t know
the cover was
so
and
now
that land was ocC  u  pied
deep
under
groundan   d
blots and
dots                                                                                   always
birds                                       alone
take
care
of yourSelf
yes
it lets me
takecare
of       herSelf
red birds

on a     whitewire
shoo                                                                                            canned
all the land was          OK                        upied
by guilt
and fear
and worry
little brown bag                                                                        answer
visit with the      birds
thereal
this deep
beneath   the CATCHes
the land is        oKcupied
weive forgotten how to fight        and       because
there                                          are
ways
to adapt
beneath
the
SNAG      just
bring it upstairs
i understand why
nobody survives
theunvisible surfaces
yessome                                                                                  my
wheresome
purpose retreat
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ward                                      M
west            in
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whereverTRUT
TRUTGODDAMMITTRUTGODNOS                                                                 so
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Thursday October 1st, 2015 [9:52 pm]

you hurt her over the yearswith
no
exit wound
her singleedg
ed SWORD
blind to the side I was born with
blind to the birth of unwanted
and unwanted
and unwanted
cruel selfish inconsiderate words
demanding defense or guilty admission
alone taking care of her shit you didn’t lift a fucking finger, best friend
you just opened your rancid mouth and scarred me with false accusation and stupidity.

“YOU HURT HER over the years”
yet YOU had a lot more time to do so than I did
you strung out fucked up beside her
YOU and addiction were more important YOU
what made her incapable
and you blame ME?

I should have been an abortion.
it’s your fault.


Monday June 1st, 2015 [12:20 pm]

the wailing sounds we make when we sob
are a necessary language


Wednesday April 15th, 2015 [11:57 pm]

prepare to be many different animals
in your lifetime.


Wednesday April 15th, 2015 [11:50 pm]

know when to punctuate.


Wednesday April 1st, 2015 [6:11 pm]

how obvious it is
when our bodies are injured
pain manifests
bandages braces casts
a timeline for recovery
6 weeks 9 months
and people easily understand
mind heart soul injuries
so completely different
so immeasurable
misunderstood
timelines that span
years decades never
for nonexistent anatomy
which cannot be splinted


Friday February 13th, 2015 [6:38 pm]

to be a dog
before a sled
to just pull
change changes
everything

hello truth
and illness
and that moment you realize
you’re just not gonna make it


Saturday January 24th, 2015 [12:39 am]

mourn for the loss of time and
disruption
dams the flow and
fear of unknown
forgetfulness
reassembly missing
parts
it hasn’t been the same
fault and
decision
too tired to exercise
faith
so tired
of being
carried
there has been no recognition
recuperation
just alone
feeling punished and
fighting
regret