matt r

matt r Apr 15

i am found in love with you

in constellations hot
likeawish,
        burning
        &cascading 'gainst
the outline of romance,

(stargazer,you

watch his arms hold her
& pushes her spine
into him
               contouring
swooning heart & bullet
breathing
                 'gainst her neck

take his eyes
                            as fireflies
in the humidity of dance
& come entangled in it)

realise the melting of day
& fade in,so take me. i am less
        than a galaxy away

& that is so why i love you

matt r Apr 14

sakura

springtime stay forever            please
breathe & sicken me        more&more

take no ideas from the groundwet
                                                     mulch
she is lively             &fresh
omniscient in the way she sweeps

in her swiftness
                      blossom crawls & sticks
to                  (,unscrapable,you)me

& you,i  would thank  like the blessed
hummingbirds

(oh , if we could fold like hummingbirds)

        who click&clack their sappy jaws
in code of sharp&biting song

,as first so pink&flowery as they are
new                                  in comeliness,

& reject the typical seasons
                      to crushing pearls for fun

matt r Apr 11

ergomonics

litheness & long;
her legs entwined
in complication, &

is that not always how
it starts? hoisted less by
rope&more by shoulder

to a point of brilliant
vanity. me&she,the
ego mercenary,eyeing

applesweet, hands on
back & legs entwined
with legs. the excuse to lie

next to me,the instant kiss
& blood hot ***.the almost
going but definitely coming

to our static touchfelt senses.
the long way it's been since
then. the long wait til legs

entwine with legs again.

1 for 2023.

matt r Apr 9

a letter for snatching comets in your skinny little fists & never letting go

dear you,

yesterday i watched a comet sail right over the handrail of calmess i watched it again eddy the starry pool of stomach acid & i realised that is just what comets do it is such a thing to realise it is another thing to feel it hot in your gullet not burning white or red but more a perfect green like the perfect green you see behind your eyes i think know where itll go too ive let this comet pass by two or three times before and its nowhere near here it wont destroy any ecosystem or create any new flame itll just taper past again&again&again losing a little bit of mineral again&again&again until it is little more than a rock. then again i was told never to focus on what i can fit only in the palm of my hand.

write soon

matt r Apr 9

candescence

soundless scape
(take me to Her)
travel,traipse
cross starful terror
candescently sing
(one last goodbye)
She'll be thinking
Him, not Her&I

matt r Apr 7

sanctimony

o holy glow,
                  your pitch
eared knell.
                  the blue ish
halo hooped through lobe.

what do you call these "larger
deaths?" weighted deaths
                    /important deaths?

you ring these
deaths 'hind
eyes & throat

to samaritans &
moonwanderers?

no. so quiet as such like
a second post-homily

& therein lies the body, see;
   the rotting hipocrisy
          of expiration

                    ...

therein lies the flowery
bigot, or death as no
       inferno for
               consequence.

matt r Apr 5

if not bye

then stand      off
your heel ball & kiss
her you fool.    don't
be                don't be

don't just be             .

rupi kaur ur not the only one who can write i****gram poetry