How evil! A word written into the heart
A drawer that only opens unfaithfully
Sometimes i am a sheet aired out to accept this
I am a stained bit of felt
Who is covering and uncovering this mundane thing
A series of fireworks erupts in a corner
A mother smiles
I’m told it is the afternoon
I love you in darkness, but i can imagine a telephone
A wire in the distance made of reverie
I guess this is a way to call you
Without reason
A planned-out autonomy, but with a fever
[log] i’m eating cherries again
When i think of her
I’m crying over the controls
Why does the sunlight feel like a cordoned-off memory?
What an earthly float into nothingness
What a time kept on mars
I am always carving something into myself
Like a dream diary
Where did your ghost go?
Why won’t it haunt me like it used to?
I found a fresh way to look at the morning while hurting
In one of the dreams you were there in the desert
Eating a salad
It was great to see you
It was, how do you say, impossibly evil
Now it’s been four hundred years
Now it’s a little worse and a little better
Now it’s a memory or like a fit of aging.
Vacuum outside
Is it darkness or do we just feel like it?
Analyzing…
I wanted to say emotionally i was sound
I mean…
Analyzing…
Is it darkness?
We succumb to the ice bath and say see you later
See you in a million years
Afloat the vacuum trail
Course set to
Analyzing…
Such a lovely quiet fever
[log] i’m having a fever again
This one, i like
Vacuum virus
I think it’s the only way we will ever see
Darkness
Like me,
Are you crying in your cryogen?
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