#dhrit

[fantodsdhrit]

one catastrophic night walk into

maquillage of traffic jams & pity of parent not served

with ketchup sachets —

your smile

of a loneliness which makes itself fester along leftovers

door slamming as usual

let things lie dormant as thoughts in urns

you prim up for work

tomorrow

apace with your skullroom staring at snow

softening to an invincibility of hermitic jade

[m-a-a-l-k-a-u-n-s]

[fantodsdhrit]

you forget the song during

negotiations bombarbed & captured as ribald party jokes

marry rubble —

now you fail to recognize

yourself

mask up luck refuses its countenance to adust sunflowers

if you're home let the kids be political

cover not their ears

if they end up optioning dogmas then teach them

regardless to forge spaceflowers for their opponents

[fantodsdhrit]

rummage a post about a lonely

persona three-d printed did spring fling at a confidant some

of your secrets —

that begin

as tell me more how did you step out of that fantasy

& into walls you alight

last april watching the snow wait on one of your psyches

miniscule

irrelevant in detail

yet relevantly

amorous

out against your skin whiz up

like all those firework videos you watch on your phone again

& again to garble time as messy friend

who never answers when whispered at

[fantodsdhrit]

to the neighbours stranger than

strangers what suspicions of amends cold cold kitchen

puppy night gets away —

at your feet

freshly fallen apologies foretold or bold welcome anger home

has shiny slick excuses

birthdays you

hardly plan those brain folds listed like snow for no one

& blood letting

where those tables end

call back who answered omissions sold

dear departed key door holds apostles

[fantodsdhrit]

tugs some chimerical puppeteer

these strings humantime infinite in a flash some other hums

you are not one of us —

intruder

to the warmth of black mountain grass fire

these answers

werent there to

find

& before

you said it over

came whisked through this dust city dusk where hours interrogate

your lisping

touch

what has you in that autonomy or identity

in spheres of solitudes never reveals itself

[fantodsdhrit]

you return as upbeat pop quotation

parley five fifty reincarnations in nalanda style

frankly hostile

largely in the present

restlessly someone will shatter someone's heart trill the

lyrics swine —

awake through the night in understandings

new questiondesigns

careful at edges of whispered words

pulled over

faintly unaware that even your silly solitary murmur cuts mind

[fantodsdhrit]

cast back your head there

rainless palms in threes & if you inkchance everything you

discover the world —

infinite white

of yous by spell-dreamed tingles creating over & over

your floor sleepingly awoken

to someone

sending other charms spun out in mother stone of beauty

wronged sad world breaks at your chin

braid your black magic hair incantation