jaxntp: my brain hums scraps of poetry & madness

how do you achieve a full body completion when the sky is crying spring / master the art of needle therapy, memories of wind is different with age

we all think we might be terrible// but we only reveal this before/ asking someone to love us/ a kind of undressing — it is easy// to section and peel a tangelo/ even false origin stories expose/ shame — a cerebral echo chamber// when self sculpture empties/ mark the focal point as hinge/ hemmed, at the center, coral

I opened the fossilized lichen and the 25-foot-long cold crested lizard from early Antarctic expeditions and 700,000 Vietnamese refugees waiting in Thailand fell out//  I opened the 700,000 Vietnamese refugees waiting in Thailand and old words to reassemble new disappointment fell out//  I opened the old words to reassemble new disappointment and the human tendency to seek patterns in random information fell out//  I opened the human tendency to seek patterns in random information and a pre-pagan symbol for harvest and full moon offerings fell out