Kick a fucking tent pole

Pegged for life 

[no title]

second-whiskey relief,
all the teeth pulled from my head.

your 10pm visit sustained
a fluid dream. release
dying but not-yet-dead breath—

and what’s next?
suppose mainlined
unchange in currents
relaxed, sense trust, chest
pain but briefly.

six years old, i asked my dad
why my heart hurt,

described near-emotional sense.
dx palpitations
but i wonder—

cavalier privilege of family;
you’re an extended hug; accumulate
an anemone grab of genius love.

communal nematocysts: rapt, youthful

realized & toxic,
gin & tonic;

how hope
liberates. today
is our day!

 pretti good

norma l beautie s

on daily—flip-thru
pages; sailboat,

ever-ending;     love
     tho chaos or laugh,
    be quiet retreat—

by car:

delicate tableaux//

envelopes either party,
sweet eclipse at hand—

     pass some ash thru lung.

experiment 341: feel the same

put literal dashes--

abet accountability,

transplastic of--

well i really want this

love

to o god our success

you

to fuck like demons for the first time

babes

please o god help to

get this garden going

our yet-to-be

(just let the punctuation

trail)--