Rumbling bass, facial blacks, needing what can’t be
sustained;
looking at nicotine, pulling to break a lung, in hopes
of redemption.
Framed in pressures, more grief, and mother was
affected.
To imagine what we never see, so metaphysical, to have
such force in identification.
Ploughing invisibility, drinking zephyrs, trying to
make right;
years at devastation, minutes at righteousness, to
expect full deliverance.
On days, I’ve learned miseries, on pains, I’ve learned
memories, gravel, ghouls, & self.
They used to love us, one might die in pangs, to give
birth to a first child.
Tugging at nightlights, eager into a nightmare,
placing a diary on a nightstand.
Dior eyes, miracle hips, to adore a man dying.
Mirage heavens, heaving into vomiting, upchucking his
minds.
Could’ve adored her, if planned, with fire between us—flame
rupturing clouds; to explode, to live, as an actual defacto—and partner won her
legacy.
If to expose brains, to witness chaos, to see mutual ghosts—another
cemetery, another comrade, as mutual madness;
Flamboyant wishes, perceptual auras, to need in life
its belief.
With both hands, moving into fury, lane to exchange,
filled with recklessness.
Nothing matters, turning corners, riding into a
skyline—warring intestines, gripping pavement, so electric it churns; belly
monsters, nausea unto deaths, remember our existential claim. Not much to read,
existence to feel, mountains into a curse;
ferric iron, ironclad collars, boiling with mercies,
favored in his losing.
