When I laugh I’d like you
to imagine me sleeping:
terrible & sudden, a Greek
stringing her golden
bow, no longer concerned
with god
The myth of a sparrow in a bucket
rotting in ecstasy
We walk to the park with our beliefs
The bed creaks
No longer should I be concerned with god
A mitten falls on its back
Our supper is cold and flat
When adults play games there are no stakes
I could cry from my bedroom & my drunk
neighbor would never wake, her pink arm
grazing the floor, orchestrating
the garish sparkle of morning
We are sad & this means the Internet
I lick icing from my lonely
My daughter’s name is Frances & she is buried
particles on your apartment ceiling
When pity wobbles up in stalagmites I become
quiet, watch
In my eye sockets are words
we never looked up
When one falls from the
gauze it turns
to a bug & dies on its backside
Break my heart some other way
We trade a canoe
emoji all day
The mountains of Colorado can be
so red
In the motorcycle cafe my flowered tights
show my true leanings
FULL FACES ARE SEXY
the poster says
Why when we stand next to the facts
does so much fall down
I closed every gate
behind me
Your face looks
What I say
What does my face look like
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