Poetry

I want to  remember every sensation  taste every word feel every look touch every whisper

The canyons you carved  Mains nues Like cracked earth Prend soin  Break cracks between  Ce qui est figé sur  Surfaces and heavy skin  Fixé pas coincé Now leaves and has left Seul à nouveau  Reconfigures my vision  Proving I never knew anything  Je saurai encore moins Me, I travel and pass past  De l’eau qui se jette sur Les bords du rocher She reminds me of me  When I loved you

Maybe I should  Like birds that fly  Knowing the earth qu’ils cherchent  Sera là où  Ils l’ont laissé  La saison dernière  I mean trust As I lust to eradicate  Dust that collects like figurines  Stagnant and frozen with out being  Cold death makes space  How generous  Maybe I should  À quoi pourrais-je me cramponner? Dans quoi pourrais-je me rassurer  Something less tangible  A feeling  It can’t do either  For security  Oh, laisse tomber  Illusions have always sold well  J’es

Talk to me about sadness I want to tell you  But i ask you  To fill space  Fill me with you  For soon i will  Go, More words to suspend Speak so i can swim  In the low light cavern of your mind In the riptide of your tongue  Without hearing Only seeing your shape shifting mouth I am no longer leaving I am staying I am staying  Here  With you  As your tongue spins time like a bobbin  I rest In the aimless needle  Knowing my spot on the quilt Comfort in seeing my trace My threa

So I'll let you go? Because  I must go From here only to meet you Again Going towards you From going away  is moving  Forward  But, still like I said  Can't stay  This moment  is dying  Life support will not give it life Like the doctor lies Oops I mean  Says It will trap me here  Farther from you Time is un-mimickable  I will always  Get tired Anyway, it's just A phone call The cord reminds me of Never mind  I must go even  still, my mind never minds Going, spinning sometime

I smile with teeth  Only  Sometimes I don't On the tram The bus Sidewalk I smile by crinkles and wrinkles That walk on the sides of my eyes The crows  Feet are  Black and  Track incertitude On a track  Through the city Uneasy concrete  faces Cluster and disperse  Meet each others  Appeasing elastic lips  Bungee cord back in line like a mantel  Warmed by the hearth Pleased But would never twist in an upright curve Expose the versatility of a horizontal line Though I know Smili

Still finishing  Am I suppose to be done?  A certain death  An ode to camouflage  I am not done  Death will decide for me Otherwise,  I will be here until time ceases  Another word for  Finished?  Metamorphose my structure Despite or maybe Because of  death I will  Continue as a willow  Tree beneath whom you  Will sit where the sun  Through hanging garlands  Of leaves will pierce to  Caress your cheek While you consider that my end Was only my most  Magnificent transformation

Denial has kept me in her arms  I am safe  Here terrified  Wind displaces falling water  Your mistrust, my mistrust  Displaced me miles from  Where when the raindrop separated itself  From the cloud  From the collection of like bodied beings  From the denial that if it held on  It could pretend that it was  Not rain, for its true, it hadn’t yet  Fallen  But its potential outweighed its fear  Clipped a second too soon like a fruit  From a branch severed with scissors  Not by i

Dwell Churn as if events were butter Xray my brain You’ll find gears for neurons Grinding memories to a fine powder Analyzing their...

When I mourn I fantasize about then, being a continuous string Still puncturing the now I am still Paused in pondering The question I ask...