Body matching pops, this battle-suit cliffed to timbre.
________________________gave up their fun nippling, lazy without being.
intestines for fiber brokered you’re still sick about it.
Who drives boys crazy with their proposalia of
quiet nights at home.
Tell me the part of my brain that has slimmed a tad.
Proceeds that change you drastically, a him as imagined you thought so surely.
Say what you have to
____________________i'll figure it out
____________________i'm good at that
Same rights in raw picking wind. He wants to meet you.
Did nature as patterned ventured gain. All of the things it hurts to be here hurting.
A culture where he raises his legs above his head and you call that courtesy.
There is no longer need for confession. No one is keeping anything so close anymore.
stuck frump difficulty for who.
What am I saying?
in the hotel room we were different.
We trust our bodies only as far
as they fail us – to fail is to be,
only better than the other one
by wits of comparison and pride.
We’re talking like we did long ago
only now we look like old people.
So many hearts like birds in the sky,
________________________________swaying,
___________________________________________swooping,
_______________________________________________________singing,
________________________________________________________________stinking like so many things that love
and lose
and are still things.
