blue book:

we can make the world a better place for the broken (jc)

that's no reason not to fall in love again (jc)

I smile and bow, and the world is loud.
and though I dare not lean in to shout
can't you see that I'm deaf?--
I also cannot stop listening. (rd)

I must be someone
with very short arms to have lost you (bs)

there's no spark between us, you say
like newton and his apple: a statement
of physical science, the natural laws
of attraction. the dead air between
two slowly falling bodies. no spark. (ap)

you don't have to read this and all the broken sentences within (mm)

the light is dark here sometimes
as though a black love
has opened to consume the lights
the orbit this city
/I fantastize about the frantic
sex we had
/and I smoke pot
down the long pathways of retivo
listening to the footfalls of strangers
at dusk and the thud of my own
soles against the ground.
/without you I am profoundly
insecure.
/and I can't remember
the last time I said my name out
loud to the universe. (jcj)

in the struggle to maintain
boundaries, and save face
we bound over our reservations and
face each other
his blue eyes are as light as mine (ap)

ash @ 11:31 AM