dust

[dead man]

green forest melancholia. i led you to faith
separate entirely, together remained
molecular tangles our cozy nest DNA
its conceptual, lately i've felt a definite change
synchronic relative wavelength. half-arrested restraint
anorexic, poor girl who never finished a plate
broccoli and steak. 10-kilometer days. glitch in your matrices
fictional make-believe my promises made
art and independence there's a common engagement
growing colder the moment i cast it out into space
hours to waste in solitude like so many gravestones
so far removed i've just about forgotten how to embrace it
power pose, powder facelift mascara clouding her gaze
opal eyes, diamond bracelet, open wide, let her taste it
winebags in our pancreas and blood in our teeth
functional creep masquerading as the sum of his pieces
rather than something opaque, shadowy, see-thru
film projection after all the credits are raised
neural system nervous sympathetic by nature
existing most organic in the mind of stranger





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