pull.

the stronger downward pull
towards inevitable mistake
a breath lengthens
heady in the lungs
couldn’t see through thickness here
if only the water would break the damn
a storm gravitate south
the body conceal the tear
but the skin sweats beneath the sun
a river pulls downward
love empties the heart
a breath becomes betrayal
hard to grasp in the chest
nights dream of something other then lived
i listen to my own advice
forget to calm and come to it
like a child weans from a mother
i wean from the desert
a cold night
im not in my body today
im nowhere near it
brushed up against matter
revenge is the seeker
hungrily mistaken
distraught in memory
city walls to bind believers
believe me
the heart knows reason reason knows nothing of
he said
shutter your eyes
the light bleeds through onto paper
onto pen
but i will not write for you
for the world
or myself most of all

earth and sky & city traffic.

it was the rivet of a man
the obsolete that kept him meaningless
the burden without a drawback to hold to
towards fate and the mystic
between the barrier of time below anything of noon
she waited on him
holding space for the turning point of return
but he never returned
to her
like he did that morning

it was a silouette of time
a lapse in believing
she wore her sweater like ripples of a sea
deep blue
deeper than her eyes
she could withstand the taunting gaze
retreat and memorize her lines
as kernels of hope squared around her
she couldnt write like before
she couldnt squeeze him into the spaces that defined her heart
couldnt even find the break where he now ceased to exist inside
she mazed together places and pieces of fiction on truth memory
do you discover sense before scent is accumulated
into earth and sky and city traffic
commute with me down this long corridor
promise me, she said, promise me you woulnt end me like this
it was all premonition
pre dated
pre planned
pre organized business of affairs
containing the lengths lovers will lie down next to
and trace their way back to where they came
because we forget and forgive five pages long
 too long
a headache is a burden on my night stand 
because now is not like before
before was something different then it was

and this she said with confidence



wallpaper fall.

wallpaper fall
you'll be wound
singing raw bone blues
a portrait
who moved and couldn't be found later
paranoia season
traced back along the word lines
me editing
books on the sill
we used to wander
mysterious haired
reposeful hands
transforming milk into wine
water color illuminations
wise eyed for wry conversation
honest at the kitchen table
focus'd on the clothesline raindrops
this is it
wash the negative
palatable cleansing
swimming between tear soaked lips

(captions of Ginsberg intertwined)