my words

my words are empty

shells with no emotion

each a little prison

with no message

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love

a deep love

a poet’s love

a dangerous love


trust

shattered trust
requires trust
to heal trust


red blanket

thank you for the red blanket

you gave me

on that day of Thanksgiving

for warmth

against the cold dark forces

embracing me

seducing me

freezing my blood

with the glacier

and endless crevasse

of unholy fear

it was the only warmth

i received

as you told me to get out


deeper

look at me
embrace me
touch me
deeper
deeper
deeper
stop thinking
stop lying
(disconnect)
drop the veil
cleanse me
with your kiss
and
heal me
as i
heal you


contagion

there is a contagion

of yawning people

trying to infect me


laundromat guy 

had a washer

and dryer,

sold them

(with the house)

for true love

but love

lost it’s truth

and now

i’m known

as the

laundromat guy