Monday, 7 March 2016

i in i

God, can i talk to your heightened 
letters while you break me down 
under my glory and pains and 
piece by piece release my solitude  
into one spirit; the i. 
will you help me betray these 
metal lines in my way backing 
up all my art tears and tearing apart 
my silent screams. i am terrified  
to tell you but i am brave to show 
you my insides coming through 
these black bald worlds. my 
universe was always you. 


invisible lined protection

after, life. there was a pause and we ended our grass-grown eyebrows and curled up against our dreaming eyes. this is where i leave you, and...