do you feel like
you have gazed
to eyes of God,
or do you not.


do you feel like
every ray of sun that shines
has now surround you?


do you long for it
in heavy,
quiet dark;

and do you weep?


and if you do: because you Know it,
or is it because you don't?

Earlier, my brain bumped into itself.
and I mean, it was clearly an accident;
I saw the whole thing happen.
Still, none of us knew what to say!

Please don’t leave those bruises on my thighs,
for me to look on fondly when you’re gone.

I kissed you;
I mean kissed you.

and the rain between the buildings
loudly lauded with applause.

it’s all static if I can’t hear you.
all the same volume, meaningless

I am looking all over to grasp you,
— tell the others I found you

my only-ever prayer
to you, I love
forever.
(amen)

I had a dream about you,
so intense it had a score.

hours and hours on end
building and blending
and smiling at me
and for once,
I know how it ended.

there’s a half-life to our interacting.
and I am a scientist, scrutinizing it.

a certain proximity, and I
am irradiated, by you, anew,
every time.

I am burned up.
frayed,
and right here, on display.
taking diligent notes on the fallout
today, in this wasteland.


I search the ground
with my hand and
an eyeglass.



I shouldn’t like what I find.