Monday, September 21, 2020

City Barnhouse

 

by tribal acceleration or zero to seventy while havens are exploding. so much highway such radical beaut(s) as aloof creatures begging for inquiries. much contagion as never such a feature while many never see it: the tidy pains, or fierce elixir, as to touch trying desperately such raging inadequacies. eyes like bobcats, muscles like leopards, or legs like lionesses; so perfect with dying such trending loses while Trixie is blazing a Marlboro. soft Pendergrass or soul reaching Patti at an early morning with Aretha. or firepower some woman’s existence while she wrestles with needs, morals, plus, ought behaviors! such intra-intimacy that person right upon its surface so non-content with contented words. reading Obit while getting deeper such revelation in pain’s legacy. as creatures giggling while tugging sorrow such beauty in rejection; as bleeding underdogs or noor machines or persons lying to a loud ass mirror. so eerie those nights. I awoke several times. something was in his body. indeed, too much fluff too nonscientific while one learns to trust his self. such windy trees such an old treehouse while snakes are abundant; to need roots to need a true human as someone devoid of manipulation; as a tough catch in a small universe while most can’t tolerate straightforward rationality; that need for angst those rivers for shivers or to capture deep anxiety. the ocean was sweet like so filthy while surfers waited for waves—the woman too re-stirred or too climactic in minds where imbalance feels natural. I reminisce. we had a comrade. Brooks, was a legend! I disappear, so acute with structures, where never something so little into an active dungeon; to produce fire to rage softly or so subtle one must know the behavior. we can’t barricade self, even by forelsket, such meaning that first fall. too lethal for traffic nonetheless in traffic so graphic those signposts. to live forever a deep memory, too abused to settle gently. but Love is dangerous or Love was mine where pain seemed so glorious—to feather softly to restore mentally as disabused turning against her trainer.      

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