she doesn’t exist but as
a small dream sinking through me
that the night is quiet endlessness;
that the day is merciful when
it rends us asunder as if
two winds drifting
timelessly
apart
The Love Anomaly
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song for home
i never learned how to leave
because i came to Life
in quivering obedience
a slow stillness
p u l s i n g
along the tracery of me
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Apocalypse Drive
Hell is hugging the guardrail as you traverse the highway
Feet bare to glass and rust and stone upon stone
Limbs driven by the atrophy of snapping tendon
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