August 3, 2019

I can feel magic's trick
in letting yourself feel all the love you can for someone
trickling let it keep trickling
out of your pores like hot breath
and maybe it will occur for at least one of us
the intimacy of hot breath wish

i think you're so cute
confounding the world
puzzle of land
riddle of land

A careless thread passes with care
that dream of holding the land
Wanna see you
word as gulch
and its roots out dry dangled
Rearranged and traded
slips hillside
away from my window early orange
Cuddles have all turned mumbly
simulating our togetherness
Matters of being mud hardens just in time
To not love something anymore