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Oslo
Free in narrow alleyways that block out sun. Portland in air, (question:) “evil” on tongue. Darkthrone in headphones, climbing stairs to the gallery Phil sang about in “Soria Moria”. I prefer Balke, Stetind in Fog: no humans, it transpo...
Physical World
Growing, shrinking, I don’t take care of it ‘cause it’s “what’s inside that counts”, and I’m scared of it-- the way it binds me to the “physical world”, how it reminds me: life’s a leaf in October. But there’s no “physical world”-- there’s “n...
Put Me to Sleep
You woke me up, placed me in small ribs firm and strong. Breathing in your breathy voice, I grew, we were bound. “Awake and alive caught inside your airy sound, I don’t want to get out.” Run fingers through short black hair. Put me to...
Quickening
In your car, parked cold air flows through your mouth: the dream of a friend’s hand on your head growing cold. Death Thought surrounds me: not death untimely, a wasted life, the bad person quickening inside of me. “We taste anxiety.”...
Rain Leak
One way that you can calm the fear: say what you want to hear. “It’s raining again.” Drunk by my friend’s side, we watched my father open wide. “A branch that cracks in the wind.” Oh let it be known that I’m afraid. Oh let it be shown: Death...
Shower
Two faces lit by candlelight speaking over food and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink’s insight. I’m the self I want to be, a city that’s not home, no other squirming around in me. Feel myself open up wide, beautiful, you sit across. Out...
Shower Pt. 2
Cloud eaten by the air; For months bile spilled from throat, ‘cause I don’t trust anyone: it rains a little less. I’m still afraid of death; I’ll “take every pill that I can find.” When I’m drunk at night stumbling in that light the sky spea...
Something
Feeling faint around others Hoping I’m just another On my own: Self imposed Bitter teeth, aching gums Open mouth, spoiled tongue Breathing’s hard when you’re young “I used to be something Living’s turned me into nothing” I once had somet...
Two Faces
Cold side of the pillow, marking on my cheek: loyal in my cold life so sadness doesn’t seep out I go to drink to warm my soul or whatever’s inside: frightened animal. When I’m cold I’m closed: someone broke my nose at night, blood ran through...