(excerpts from) many many suns
to immerse myself in the natural world
I don’t even know, just
got emo re: ancestors
never even thought of how
I go back through others
because I don’t believe it
today I don’t believe
one single thing
that has ever happened
*
the moon out the window behind me
I guess the summer feels like life which
I love
the motorcycle on the grass
a sleeping cat
finally slept those extra minutes
on my stomach, the blood
pooling I could
taste it in my mouth
*
the interpretation police
subjective blackmail
this insane fantasy
*
full moon is actually today
and I don’t want to choose
anything over party
resist attention but
xoxo
tomorrow I’m post
anything
*
watching the nightfall
with puffy clouds
one like a dick
brief neighbor fantasy
I can hardly see the page
I love picking the mint
more $ than work
where was it before
ride bike to dry
mothers day tears
*
thought about meeting people in PCH traffic
invigorating to see some water damage
*
those nights when
morning feels like
one minute ago
the bed unmade
just a sharp
arrow to drunk
beach dream with
big hurricane
the cat eats cat grass
I eat papaya
the enzymes on my mom’s counter
*
the urgency of dusk has me
skipping steps
puzzled by my own drafts
a certain safety in waiting
a circle
for the living
acquired taste
to the point
of no return
you just
lay there by the juniper
deep
in the practice of surrender
while the moon
eclipses
lowercase fear
just like
Together
“we” cuz
I’m getting
*
if Longing
would shed itself
like a snake and
surprise me
a long river city
whose architecture
reps desire
and at once
resolve
her knee highs
her healthcare