Line
i.
i want to show you the moutains
holding up the phone, the screen fills
with desert, your voice suspended, they are farther than they seem
i know about running out of space
the world not wild enough
can’t we still get married, you laugh
we can do anything if it comes to cruelty
scenery slipping past
i have $20.00 left and nowhere to go and HIV
& echo: what kills us
wherever you go, there you are
ii.
look, she tells me over the cards, you are never going to get
what you needed
i get on stages flowing over, what is constant
is the way i can’t hold the memory of any sweetness
i forget that love exists in the absence of a body before me
they call it splitting: the way i fold down between acts
i pretend to understand cues.
iii.
you will turn on me or i will turn on you & then time passes
loneliness makes a small rip, then grows to erase even safe
i know something about people who no one can love
it’s dry and hot and cold at night (endures)
we are stuck here. it seems (untethered) the sun melts
i will never find you. and you will never see me. that is what family means
iv.
The observed cannot be separated from the observer.
i think i am beginning to understand that we are not dependent on the universe
as much as it is dependent upon us to see it clearly
i named every tear after a star. i tacked them to the night sky
above our heads and sang to you across death valley
a barycenter contains an inherent two-body problem
neither holds, either is the shifting space that threatens
a double star is just an illusion of light it is hard to measure
what any one person ever gives another person in this life
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