I can love you
seven. eight
days a week
our love
in / of
impossible
unique
regenerates
the snake
a nation
beneath
the lake
a question mark formed
around the life form
inside of us
thirty-two seconds
to unconditional
a timeless future awaits
spirits on dates
drifting down rivers
of corrugate
glue
heartbleed city
who knew
zero
balanced
degenerative
yearning for the night
predawn of artificial light
candles. burning
lifetime supplication
in / of oxygen
fall asleep breathing
in / of love
impossible unique
not the same old narrative on a fog bank overdrawn
yawn
take all the pictures
marry them silently
passionately
take all the i’s (before e’s)
teach them selfless living
strange to suddenly see
receipts of deceits returned
to the store
strange!
impossible unique
strange / dear god!
so suddenly free
impossible
unique
no longer above
no longer below
candle wax flow in
and of love