Saturday, September 23, 2017

experimental poetry lol

Being a clod of electrical impulses
We call them feelings
that I can't control
and they rule our justifications.

I am resigned at the young-old age that I am
My body is strong
so much so that long
and is ruling justifications.

Once we fell apart overnight and once again
We call them feelings
at dawn again slept
and they rule our justifications.

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Being a clod of electrical impulses
that I can't control
We call them feelings
and they rule our justifications.

I am resigned at the young-old age that I am
so much so that long
My body is strong
and is ruling justifications.

Once we fell apart overnight and once again
at dawn again slept
We call them feelings
and they rule our justifications.




Friday, September 15, 2017

Limited access

While I have not yet (?) been able to garner anyone more than a decade younger (fewer than 10 years) than I to fall in love with me,
I see what's happening.

The coincidence is the location.
Is it *a* location ... are there such places, torn-holes in the fabric, etc.
Where I can see what's happening (because it is)?

He.
She.
She.