Intention shines high
above like a star I see
and dream of reaching.
Undone
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Intention shines high
above like a star I see
and dream of reaching.
The more I write the
more I lose my hold on words
that speak without me.
My fingers talk my
eyes listen my head makes it
up my heart hungers.
Commute through fiber
optic cable to a home
built by words not deeds
She PhotoShops her
self covered with blood spatters
loves puppies, is sweet.
Sleep gently takes you,
like the lethal injection
you cannot resist.
If I could shoot my
eye out with that thing, I’d just
sit and watch TV.
Only if you’re not
the one doing the shopping,
cleaning and baking.
Like catching snowflakes,
this melts quickly from the heat
of a stressful month.
I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.