that rain keeps falling sideways
is terrible for the illustrative accuracy of my painting.
I could rotate it ninety, but then i'd lose
the ground i'm planted on. I once assured you
I wouldn't fall again. that still stands.
whenever I try to abandon my dreams
they chase after me, through sand and hourglass
shattered in view of a divergent forever.
I can't outrun them, even with those kicks
currently resting feetless on the
doormat. I trust its inscribed cliché about
the figurative sweetness of what lies ahead.
despite relentless dust, it never felt like
we unpacked into the wrong house.
inflammation is a side effect to be
remedied with honey and water from the kettle
left whistling for attention. not every tragedy
is avoidable. I remain faithful, if anything,
to not letting this place burn down.
we prepare a supper spread
of valedictions, spend the night
picking out the soft parts, nibbling
on regret. what we spit out glistens under
halogen, unstable for having been touched.
it soon goes out and I assume
you do, too. I act on my exigent
urge to rearrange furniture, scraping
their weights across parquet
for a clean start. scratches
limit me to a palimpsest.
sanity first: the neighbours wrap
a pillow over their ears as they endure
each permutation and my lack
of upper body strength. but anyone can
lift the diaphanous veil, so it won't be
me who kisses you goodbye
with the certainty of see you again.
I witness the first. a christening.
an excommunication. a star that takes
so long to die, it's as if it would never.
I count down the millions
to supernova, lose track,
press a gun to its core
and demand it to blow, or else
I hope the ricochet finds me.
this crime of passion, an inevitable
consequence of gravity. sleep
restless from all that tugging. you kick off
the tangle of sheets you disappear into
every night, leaving the other.
let's go, and not alone, back to places
we've never forgotten. overgrown
undergrowth, berries on their
nth bloom, detonated by molars.
soft explosions mask the resurgent buzz
of our hearts emptied into a medium
where they dance, miscible.