let that spring slide back, kid. unwind. ease that tension. you you are strong. you are skilled. you are better than any problem. this isn’t it.
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Untitled #137 (2015)
modest mouse ‘n desert airmouth dry, probably the chips,bags strewn ‘cross the backseat,shoes off, hand out the window.Just South of Dawn.
Untitled #138 (2015)
. darling, it’s been so long since you’ve slept. come to bed. whateverit is,it can wait.
Untitled #139 (2015)
. it’s been a heavy sort ‘a day kid. there ain’t no denyin’ that,not tryin’,not even thinkin’. but you got more stubborn in you than that.back straight,foot in line. {there are places to go,}/things you have to see. long windin’ roads to go down.
Untitled #134 (2015)
One of my favorite poems,is taped to the refridgerator door–going in lushious lines about some plum. this poem,isn’t like that. I never told you, but I thought about loving you once. rolled the fantasy in my mouth tasted the idea for days. still hadn’t given up the thought. but,this poem,isn’t like that,it isn’t about that. …
Untitled #135 (2015)
all it took,couple ‘a days ‘n a ravelto tear this life down.see the clumps of dirt still fallin’ from the roots heavy achin’ thuds moanin’ ’bout somethin’ undone, the cadence of failure, the melody of rejection, patterin’ to the tune of the run. Kid, you was prepared to declaresupreme all-knower ltd.Had all the cards printed. …
Untitled #136 (2015)
you ever feel like you’re only alive when you’re running,like everything else is waiting,waiting for this? yeah,me either…
Untitled #130 (2015)
i promised to make you something,anything. but i’ve been enthralled with the void, how it changes everything. and there’s so much…too much. the bend of the choas, drawing switch-back channels. hardly sure of anything. much less how to make you something,anything,worth your time.
Untitled #131 (2015)
i am so very small . and everything else so very large.
Untitled #132 (2015)
I’m more and more preoccupiedwith how my work looks on phones because I want you to know exactly what I meanwhen I say– .
