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@lucpss
self-serving, arrogant, pretentious, controlling, stubborn, inconsistent, morally grey... gorgeous, modest, compassionate, genius, honest, kind, reliable, rare human being.
i’ll take the positive and not so positive adjectives about me in stride.
Frank O’Hara
Mayakovsky
1
My heart’s aflutter!
I am standing in the bath tub
crying. Mother, mother
who am I? If he
will just come back once
and kiss me on the face
his coarse hair brush
my temple, it’s throbbing!
then I can put on my clothes
I guess, and walk the streets.
2
I love you. I love you,
but I’m turning to my verses
and my heart is closing
like a fist.
Words! be
sick as I am sick, swoon,
roll back your eyes, a pool,
and I’ll stare down
at my wounded beauty
which at best is only a talent
for poetry.
Cannot please, cannot charm or win
what a poet!
and the clear water is thick
with bloody blows on its head.
I embrace a cloud,
but when I soared
it rained.
3
That’s funny! there’s blood on my chest
oh yes, I’ve been carrying bricks
what a funny place to rupture!
and now it is raining on the ailanthus
as I step out onto the window ledge
the tracks below me are smoky and
glistening with a passion for running
I leap into the leaves, green like the sea
4
Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.
The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.
It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.
KEYS TO MY LIFE
A VERY GOOD YEAR TO MY MOM
PLEASE COME WITH GOOD INTENTIONS
this isn't love, it's images
10K IN MY EYES
AI images represent a non-expansive world, I need to see it, I hate computers, take me there
A VERY PEACE YEAR TO MY MOM
NO FAKE NOSTALGIA IN 2023
more dreams come true in 2023
I’m still working while you dream pop
bruna marquezine, 2022
Love
I’m watching you
Yet still worried that you might disappear
I’m hugging you
Yet still worried that you might disappear
Moon will not disappear
Sun will not disappear
Even on a overcast day
Even when you can’t see them
You know they did not disappear
(This is the only way to console myself)
Ren Hang, 2017
