Tagged: poem

maybe addictions

because chaos is

because chaos is
uncountable, we are
asked to refrain from
recognizing multiple
chaoses, grasping
syndemics, even
in an emergency
of our own doing
and undoing
.
20210610:2142
y

carry the end of

carry the end of
the day
to the water’s
edge, and
let go –
may we all
have that luxury
.
20210609:2114
y

the mortal root of

the mortal root of
the verb, to seek, is to never
find – simplicity

snaps its fingers to the beat
of our foolishness, amused
.
20210608:2311
y

as long as you and

as long as you and
i still wish
for entirely
different things,
there will
be enough
room to grow, maybe
even flourish
.
20210607:2119
y

some memories are

some memories are
still magnetic, pulling you
away from sleep – in

the middle of the night, new
reflections obscure the message
.
20210606:1038
y

we will always be

one week away from

one week away from
home is a straight and narrow
path, zigzagging through

countless checklists, juggling
what to pack, what to unpack
.
20210604:2045
y

the city learns to

the city learns to
layer in the same way clouds
bunch together, prays

for just enough rain to wash
away extraneous layers
.
20210603:2036
y

it takes one walk to