February 2012
1 post
idk what pattern this follows i cant remember the...
my very own true self
is coiled, blue, and hard.
a small thing, and real
easy to confuse with other
smaller things. any
thing alive and itself is alone.
my friend is alone,
he holds his own hand, his own self.
do any
eyes consolidate, congeal; become hard?
imagined cataracts are laughable. my other
problems, stupid and real.
my house with too many windows and real
tap water sits alone
next to its...