#permanent volta

I save you the last slice of my orange I know we will need to eat more soon look at how my worlds want your worlds look at our worlds wanting other worlds porous the mist we love by

Cast me as shadow, / and I want to feel each ray. / Give me your whole war.

I miss you the most the moment before we / part all desire mimics that brink

But now it’s your turn. Tell me what unthinkable blaze / you miss me like.

a sadness is stalking me / it’s the shape  of a chorus   its glitchy / double vision gone when you look at it

It’s in this state that I can’t remember what birds or rivers are. Can’t change absence to presence Just like that I feel like shit I’m ending this poem now, yes it’s over a hungry ghost, nothing has changed.

violent— to be written and I resist— I take apart my body to let my being be a little more

O mother there is a violence in naming in showing up to say can we love with inadequate politics? apart and pained?