unfasten
fire let it explode a man needs his Jesus. so aplomb so many avenues as we pass
through Cypress. those oaken roots those boots such diamond-minded-soot. I loved
like losing or won like losing so afar from orthodoxy: such a mitch-matched
mansion, such blues in eyes those screams! I would die for you it would ruin me
I found solace at mind-confessions. it feels unfair it lives unhappy it spreads
too thin to find more radiance. so untied so delicate such a river into our
furniture. I angle with pain I love my aqueduct it destroys pieces of our
causality. we argue so gently we shift so fiercely while sinners loving a
Christ we can’t win—for its dirty it swings in ruts it grooves with demons—the fire
as it laughed while we don’t realize it, such as it feels similar—those bassline
angels those fledglings dying so many intellectual hackers; to grind out pity
to feel full pledged empathy where being so close has rotted instincts! by
humility by sword or noetic a device so pure it must be mud. this image in misery
this force in joy while Love was hypomanic. I bit, I lost havoc, I melted, the
sun was giggling! it was 1989, I was
13, I broke my first destruction; such rage such flurries, at his second
baptism. I took issue, while baptized again at 18, fleeing in a Caprice racing
through his hells! so manic come rain such a rabid man while making love felt
so deceptive; at self-manipulation, while torn in Spirit, if but to understand
the force in secular Jesus. our bipolar agenda where it seems holy if but to
realize its destiny. a man gunning as fleeing his mind while I ran forever
& she was still knit in genetics. so unkind with self so devastated by self
where Love passed a joint. so lost as facing heaven where most are looking for
bliss. so ravaged so spat-out while he became so much a hidden space!
