Tagged: self-portrait
between the clock and
between the clock and
the bed and the girl in the dress
is art over time
.
20180121:1111
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don’t let the way
don’t let the way
they see you
wrap around the
way you see
yourself – words
wriggle with pleasure
into serpents, and
shriveled things
are just that
.
20120509:0845
y
every day, we grow
every day, we grow
more comfortable with ourselves
but there are still Springs
when we rather stay in bed
Winters when we turn timid
.
20111222:1313
y
we are made up
we are made up
of galaxies of
data points –
to compose
a simple line of
chin, i have posted
an advertisement
in intergalactic
space, but the
responses have
been few and
far between
.
20111221:0023
y
held for a fraction
held for a fraction
longer, i am a slow
extension of
myself, allowing
you to catch
brief flashes of
me, unprepared,
susceptible,
an obvious blur
.
20111217:1510
y
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