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3 questions

I’ll never save your number

It keeps me in control

I’ll never process your name

I barely know my own

You’re just a dot on a map

Too many streets, too little time

I’ll never save your number

But I know you’ve saved mine

#poetry

The Hawke at Delphi

A glimmer at sea

Draws the hawke at Delphi

A wavy jewel

So perfect and precise

It’s hot; it’s nice.

The depths get closer

The heart beats fast

The hawke at Delphi

His dreams: surpassed.

But wake up winged one,

That jewel’s not for you

It’s not even real

It’s the light of the moon

Each wave, so steep

is a lunar caress

Each crater, so deep

The ocean’s obsessed

Keep flying, keep soaring

It’s not all your fault;

Neptune’s false adoring

Stings your beak like salt

Don’t be a fool,

Don’t change your call,

For, if you do

In love you’ll fall

I know you’ll hover,

Keep looking for clues

But none will appear

You’re no tidal muse

Must come as no shock

I’m a con with a cock

Strip me down, Sherlock

Stop looking at him,

Stop looking at him looking at him

Stop looking for him to look at you

Looking to stop him

From looking at him

24/7 3-6-5

fault me, fault line cracked down the atlantic everything’s fine but it could be better tsunamis wall to wall making my mind wetter

i’d never expect you to sip but i just want you to know that i’ll always take a dip into the alt narrative in which i drown in your unreasonable superlatives the century’s best whatever the old world’s top tastemaker the future’s bonne reve say you knew me when i had some crystallized view then a six, now a ten don’t worry, it’s a dry hope a reminder of what exists among the specks, kaleidoscope.

cam girl meets online star

Ivar + Selma cocktail sweet Fat teen (boy) in velour Blasting tight hole beats But ms. influence, in another world sipping a te’kila with elders + shopping bags don’t i look like an online star daddy? don’t i look like a dream multi-asia ad? can’t you tell i want it badly? but her hostess, ready to flip sick of the tourist stiff cigarette thin, denim shorts rip has a friend who knows real bliss start tonight, she’ll earn tomorrow won’t she be the cam girl daddy? won’t she sign on, you pay for time borrowed? can’t you tell she can’t get out, sadly? these real adult dreams don’t mean a thing to the blonde white walking teen hair in knots, baggy jeans she calls through the line aren’t you bored at home, so chatty? don’t you think that’s whack? ok fine. can i just call you punta, just slightly bratty?

regularly scheduled programming

cut me, cut screen tv static, shivers spine blood runs, red carpet

#haiku tv

winchester

new lips, older words same building, celestial horror my future game board

joan

a single photo my genetic memory hips and sofa fade

#haiku #poetry

Lowercase

Her soft pale secrets Rich ass cheeks of the nineties Lara Flynn is blessed

Lawyer at law

A man of some law Wonder what rules he follows? His age doesn’t match

hairy post-it

it's just my luck i know how to bite my lip i don't give a fuck i want to take a sip there's a book on my desk unopened, unaddressed fan the pages talk to my self let me know what rages it's just my luck i know how to avoid just one thing i don't give a fuck i have nothing to bring

parking lot abyss

this diner's so bright to keep you from getting gone door's miles away

#haiku #poetry

scales

ripped by angry gills black scars tell human-like wills this fish, its tail heals

#haiku #poetry #fish

hot morning

he left in the night a dream you could, would, forget but the sun stays hot

#haiku poetry

Lunar Maria

Your surface is dry, tell me

Something melts inside