deep. thin. no flowers,
a heavy leather chair.
subtle muscle exercise,
a wonderful itch under skin.
with every new scar,
self diminishes.
organes des canales
space is where all the good stuff is happening
pieces
let sadness come home as sadness … and the pieces become beautiful
language of autumn
this really was (the last time)
defeated
but then
there is                no devil
language lost
there, we had languages,
three even,
found us.
but none to talk about loss.
language lost.
as i
sparkle sparkle
things breaking, things broken, things yet to be broken,
deeds to be done and words to be spoken
the metal tongues of total love
sprinkling water from above.
The cactus family
B/W
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