twenty nine | year three
time she is not waiting. not quite. it is more that the years mean nothing to her any more, that the dreams and the street cannot touch her. she remains on the edges of time, implacable, unhurt, beyond, and one day you will open your eyes and see her, and after that, the dark. it [...]
four | year three
fire and ice some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. from what i’ve tasted of desire i hold with those who favor fire. but if it had to perish twice, i think i know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great, and would suffice. (robert [...]
full moon tomorrow
adam’s complaint some people, no matter what you give them, still want the moon. the bread, the salt, white meat and dark, still hungry. the marriage bed and the cradle, still empty arms. you give them land, their own earth under their feet, still they take to the roads. and water: dig them the deepest [...]
the circle around the zero
a lover doesn’t figure the odds. he figures he came clean from god as a gift without a reason, so he gives without cause or calculation or limit. a conventionally religious person behaves a certain way to achieve salvation. a lover gambles everything, the self, the circle around the zero! he or she cuts and [...]
happy thirty-five
love after love the time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. eat. you will love again the stranger who was your self. give wine. give bread. give back your heart to [...]
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