despirit

freefall girl, you're an academy of loss. i sent strange letters made of gold into dark cities and all of them, all of them were about you (so long ago) so long ago everything was about you every aim and true and short lived alchemy of days and drop-offs: we get truth the way we wait, get interest the way we smile: yearn so calmy and completely: i sent futures into my skull and pulled them back, (fly fishing for stargazers) hopeless most of the time- i get what you mean i get what i mean i leave it there and some sudden lurching world will give us anything at all

we need something to break the span of days since tears were left alone (the best love poems are to strangers) and most of our lives we all out to everyone (at all)- don't leave just sigh don't leave just sigh don't sigh just leave let's get ache to rewrite history, all seas open and smiles spring forth from tired catacombs: your lust is just a dream, your eyes are just a lie, you with candied fingers (a stranger most of the time) your words taint so calmly (urchin ides, tales of woe) worlds worlds worlds

closer than you think there are tiny parades for lonely souls dark armies of cold and deadened spirit, raunchy as hell: they walk like we walk and they talk like we talk (there's so much talking nowadays, who says anything?)

getting close you dream, i dream, we dream: nightmareless.

2004-06-17 | 8:22 p.m.
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