

a season of surrendernothing is the same and nothing changes-a season of surrender
while you were waiting, on the wheel, turning, dreams of summer have withdrawn;
before all leaves have dropped, your homeland has grown cold, shifted and opened its eyes, locked them, warily, on the snow.
see it, then deny it; say the season does not matter; everything always returns with more colour.
so, it's ice;
you are fire, a fury to spit at the speed of time, a romantic with a belly of stars;
immortality at the end of a snarl.
still,


waltzanother night on stilts, exhausting- you know I was made to dancewaltz
why else would you come...
not for the toys and holiday snaps; backdrops to hide the spaces, distract from tittering pauses- diffuse potential guilt?
I know why you come here, so...
ask


diffusion, dispersal...not yetI can't tell doubt from common sense, sometimes gut and brain get all confused become sticky alien lovers-diffusion, dispersal...not yet
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I am two people, one trying to fathom the other, both frustrated by the division and terrified by the diverse potential
in reconnection
the body does not belong to the aware one I don't even know what I do I can only feel a solid structure, struggling to move
every collected cell has complained
of the limitations of holding together, free when there is no I
just an endless loop of energy a ripplin
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F is for Felix who perished of fits.
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Cartman: You seem a little irritable, Kyle. You got some sand in your vagina?
Kyle: There's no sand in my vagina!
- South Park
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sooo... the other day i got an x-ray at the doctor's, and found you in my heart... he said that if they took you out, i would die because i couldn't live without you</3
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~Abe Lincoln Approves This Message~
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The hardest part is letting go of your dreams...
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