POETRY

Motivations can be understood as they manifest in the reactions to each moment, everyone is coming together in the Now—this cannot be transcended as it is the truth of the condition, of the condition’s form (1). If you are unreactive to the Now you can look at it better while ...

Oh great love, \\ you, great mold that grows in my lungs, \\ sporing and sparring for sparse air. \\ Everything we are we inhale.

Perfect. // The golden light outlining the features of the statue’s simple face, // capturing my attention every time I visit. // Should I come by more often?

Here’s a toast to all the heartless poets

The first time I saw you, you still had your dark hair. 

he hates poems // well // i do too

The smoke sticks all over and lingers. // I’m suddenly afraid of man and his promise, // for it smells like a cigarette.

lie when you're tired, // lie when you’re brave, // such a great shame, // such easy handles.

A thunderclap never truly dies, instead // It bores itself deep into places unseen;

The sun bursts from displacement – Entropy begins. Allow it. Rings of rings of of rings of    of rings of     of eyes ablaze; interlocking. Thousands of pupils on an ever-spinning carousel, blessed with voluntary cataracts that hit only when they look into my own; (what is about to ...