'24 - '25 Concord promise
this time stands in two years at once
sonic bullion:
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Studying.
All these hollowed out
crowns, so lofty it’s dangerous
You are vulnerable,
charlatan elite.
When it’s cookie baking day
And for some reason i always
Have to watch Steel Magnolias
Because of the women who taught me
Recipes to repeat, patterns to shake
Who are that strong
Who are dead
When it’s a daytime fire
When it’s a nap break
In between the molasses and sugars
When nothing says Christmas
like 19th century Massachusetts and March
When you best
Watch out for all these bugs
'25 Concord promise
Exalted, Venus came to town.
Under the covers in my dreams,
waking me up, an inside love;
No, not you, dear,
no vacancy for the past.
If you must,
you can watch.
Can you stand it?
I used to be
so grateful to give you
my kiss.
To make you laugh.
Anyways.
Nowadays, the dinner table:
‘It’s not the mindless consumption,’
I sit and consider the grocery list.
I’m building something.
Across from her,
plates and cups a spectrum, honey, hearty,
fresh water.
They say to leave the tree up
till January. Prosperity.
When those ginger snaps
carried me through—
stomach bugs galore.
A band on my finger,
—horns, strings, woods, drums
iron copper bronze
linens and lace—
The dance of time marches
When elsewhere, it’s a piss era
Shillery par excellence.
And then I realized, I’m on the roof.
Wow, that’s bonkers, or
Sorry that happened.
Anyways,
Nowadays, I take my napping seriously.
Bury me in the earth,
my strong suit snakeskin
I transform like the year
back from the dead
a snake in the bed
again and again.
I open
unto my yearning—
I am in love
again for the first time.
jukebox
out of the past [diary archive]
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