18-5-18

if I want to love the sky
any more

I will have to hold the bluebird
to me

 

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19-6-17

I dress in grey cloth
the finest discardment
is to be a cloud

17-5-18

‘you can’t read a book in the moon’s light
like eyes read a star
put the porch light on
the moths will think
you’re a lantern
they’ll look for the light
that’s in you’

 

16-5-18

so none will see it
he taps the flower
out of sight
with his heart

 

14-5-18

if you put your rain
inside a poem
you could share it
like a cloud
I would hear you
on the rooftop

 

15-6-17

bound into sadness

where none would
want to know

no remedy
no analyst

only flowers
in a poem

 

yr don’t

yr don’t
tell people

yr a
poet

they think
of Shakespeare

I don’t
want ‘em

to think
of Shakespeare