inexplicable

as we utter words that fall like flakes in the air, marinating between meaning and misconstruction of thought
today you said, "shut the fuck up"
as though
as though
as though you cared if my plane really crash landed and i never came back

it is possible that you do

that this inexplicable nuance of friendship discovered under swirling patterns of condensed milk and simple small talk weighing down coffee cups, elongating lines to outside the boundaries we have created for our new friendship
it is possible that we were
both watching each other for months move about hard wood floors and let the pillars of laughter resonate inside our memories separate
unknown but
also a collected otherness


our bond could be just beginning or 100% accident

"there is no chili in my grilled cheese situation"

but
i too, i suspect, i will actually honestly miss you and the affiliates i've come to know through you

and not just
for the coffee.

Assignment.

Time masses and swells with heartbeats
Manipulated
It breaks and beats back along the distance from brain to fingertip
Congested and upset at the confinements we’re attempting to place upon it
Scratching away at the underbelly of skin, breaking through veins
become fluid
We are singular slowing down space for individual simple(s) Pleasure(s)
Let us explore watches rooms and protractors
Blanca’s walls stitched together a womb for
Blanca’s walls stitched together a womb for
Blanca’s walls stitched together a womb for
Stimulation, All area encompassed by our animalistic desires
Let us gnaw apart the sphere we have created individually collectively

We are Phnom
Our fertile regions become splattered in watching
Abilities to perceive await in creaking hardwood floors
Cold city blackness
The sound of his footsteps upon the Marley
Laughter and exploration of extension

Show me a way to the flow between conscious and removed
play the balance on the balls of my feet
Show me a way to the flow between conscious and removed
Play the balls on the balance of my feet
Throw me to your watches, rooms and protractors

the pendulum (est l'clef)
swirling curving bending and bowing between black boxes and backstage
point toes and turn your brain on while you move, learn how to speak dance
learn how to breathe movement
learn how to see sound. How to fold a theatre
Integrate honesty into your tone; make him believe the sun has risen again
Our molecules are beginning to employ
our molecules have begun to employ, into
cursing: a compilation
sent into outer regions of starlight where everything slows down to include all winks and debates between body on
which way to move.

( we are so deep we’re sinking the room)

human inspire nature breathe human from Blanca’s womb
watches, rooms and protractors
if I subtract me from you I'm left with a filtered version of the 2 of us,
puddle-ing and silver sinking into deep black marly
changing texture to conform to distance between your palm and mine.
If I subtract me from you I'm left with a filtered version of the 2 of us
I will statnd at my delta waiting for your energy
Raft rocking and falling
But trying and waiting
Building my own rooms, watches and protractors

Come upon this island
Hit palm to palm
Heart to heart
Soul to soul and lets
Practice
In practice I dream thunder rocks and rain pour indoors provoking our go-ness into uncharted space and time continuous
I move I think
Therefore we are

Maybe we will all become frozen in movement together
It is possible that the shape we have become is a shape we will always become
And never become again
Embrace watches rooms and protractors
Wrestle with each other until every moment
A mistake on purpose an almost literal transition between now and a moment from now
Did you know part of the clock is called the escape wheel
Unique and original inhaling all imagination.
The escape wheel (whose teeth are long and pointy)
Unique and original inhaling all imagination
The escape wheel

Oh-Ba-Ma.

Much love to Barack. I know its late, but I just want to put this out there as much as possible...


Barack, Michelle

ay yo, Can I come over and Kick it after you're all settled down from the move.

toi

vive le roi.
as you become more of a memory
today and tomorrow
i wish you more than what i could give
more than what ive had and
mostly,
many many laughs
for that is one thing you continue to give me.


even in your absence

trucks

weight plays double dutch with the air
when trucks round corners
coughing spitting and falling
into the swing

explosions

and all of them were filled

with frozen yogurt, feeling, and sin

twirling around

lets talk about anything else, but you and me

the tiny explosions

are blasting off from somewhere north of stomach

forming nervous cascading out of my mouth

How are you?

"like the sand" 

Metaphors, Similes, 3

Manhattan 

will hold me 

and frankly,

It's warmer under its cover 

than it ever was in your shadow.

so when you visit

remember how statuesque the buildings can be...

they never will never fall for  your wit like i 

did(nt)