Phase the Sixteenth: My boyfriend and I exhausted each other emotionally to the point of no return.
I’m stealin your tweets full frontal –
penniless economy upward sloping,
they demanded,
but demand slopes downward.
Why can’t he just buy another tractor?
It’ll make you look like gold
And feel like plastic.
Her life,
fuck any more evening rain
and I won’t believe.
In miracles, anymore sleep
is for the week
sleep for a week.
It means I am trying
the blonde.
It means
use it all up –
It means it all
Use it all up in
hope, in exchange for mercy, in
charges, hope for mercy
palms placed up.
It depends, come smoke and swallow.
cigarettes painting with her pinkie,
she draws implications
with her finger:
It shut!
Esther, shut it!
Not I
in the waiting line.
Comment –
not part of the poem, wisdom that was
learned
or imbibed
immobilized
inspire
spiral in
inspire
long blinks if you’re tired.
Look how close this
Look
Looking up
Looking down
How –
But what are we making?
Crack in a new door,
teach me against the freezer
burns.
