Wednesday, April 24, 2019


If you didn’t want me to do something,
then you shouldn’t have said that,
you shouldn’t have painted,
or sketched,
or given me the skeleton of any of this,

it was a big deal,
it just wasn’t to you—

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Dotted Fine

It didn’t look like that,
and I couldn’t hear anything but the typewriter,
the keys

couldn’t hear any of it,
not from there—

Monday, April 22, 2019

Capitol Game

I goddamn,
better well (off),
up the side of a brick sided building,
up and down,

better well should have,
known all the way better—

even more so


Foot Parading

Make arrangements,
go through the motions,
not those,

not that way,
not that ribbon,

or that one,

yes there,
that’s good—

Saturday, April 20, 2019

The Slightest Pt. II

The swing seemed like a good idea,
at the time,

I knew it because of how much I was looking in the other direction,

and you didn’t deserve it,
not even a little bit—
not even

Velvet Sung

This is not good trouble,
it’s not anything,

I couldn’t,
I mean I didn’t do a good job though,

so maybe I needed a different demon,
sure felt like it—

Friday, April 19, 2019

Sigh Squared

The bottom of the stairs,


Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Numerology Pt. IV

I couldn't count.

And I knew you wanted me too,
I knew I was afraid of the same thing I was always afraid of,
that I wasn't that,
or her,
or them,
or it,

that I wasn't that smart,
but I was,
and deep down I knew I was smarter than you,
especially that way,
up here in the attic,
and on the mezzanine,
with the red carpets waving away,

I knew,
but I felt better about all of it,
when I kept it to myself---

Tuesday, April 16, 2019


Not today,

not ever—

not since

maybe once,

maybe 12:54,

or :53

but probably not,
not without pretzels—


I wish I appreciated things,

but I don’t,
not that way—

and you didn’t like me either,
you did,
in theory,
but theories were useless,

silly even—

and I hated all of it,
save for the silence

Sunday, April 14, 2019

No, Surely, Surely Not

This isn’t it,
not what you thought it would be,
you are a terrible person,

awful even,
and it’s a shame it took me so long to fucking figure this out,

but I wasn’t supposed to bring shame into it,
I just needed it to stay quiet

Saturday, April 13, 2019


You aren’t my friend,

you aren’t,

but I never said you were,
because I didn’t believe the cliffs were real,
or the noise,
or any of it,

did you?