#2090

clap for me, darling
I am a corpse filled with rot
yet look how I dance!

#2078

wife slumbers in peace
between us the curled cat purrs
Saturday morning

oh, that first embrace
last embrace yet sole embrace
how teacups reverse

hello summer, please

strip me, scorch me, bleach my bones
are we not old friends?

o this fucking well
have I not learned my lesson
I abide in stone

the mind questions all
the heart keeps its own counsel
trusting ebb and flow

“Ghosts Appear and Fade Away”

iPod gathers dust
the absence of long gone friends
haunts its graveyard songs

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