blood is a star being made too quickly - there were pictures only I could see
to keep touch from gathering touch for the things my body won't love - to cough quietly in the premature futures of loneliness - to not know the secret that sleep tells death about breathing - to mouth a word created to exist
I often believe myself to be dying
and fail to miss the restorative absence of touch
On a blue
arm
a mosquito
born in god's
erasable
kiss.
A clown
so early
to the unmoving
dog.
Most movies
are hidden
by sleep.
2019 from ( diets of the resurrected ) Ohio: Sounds from the childhood of god’s vocabulary. Animal hair in a father’s shoes. Lightning. Brothers reaching into scarecrows for ice. / 2017 [ passings ] clown car too much for ghost / 2016 [ crib worship ] an animal lost in a little church a hallucinating buzzard snow that light replaced
city 148 Jesus on the cross, mother in a tree Hair keeps god awake * city 149 I smoke and one place on my body knows three on yours
city 146 Forehead to forehead, the sick children blur the coin of labor's voided palm. * city 147 The end of silence met with
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city 144 because you wanted to know what ghosts do about their missing * city 145 In the elevator of the nightly named Bruise Hotel your mother points to her stomach and says to you that your eyes will never kiss
city 143 A fish they'll say made of sea lightning as if it's not all sea lightning. Here if you see a bowl outside go to it and stay.
city 142 Leave pain in its blank heaven. Let touch undress taste. Change dreams mid-god.
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