voila! a book of poems by me that i've been making for a while now. i figure $2-5 is a fair price for this one. these poems roughly track a day, a year, or a minute. here is a sample...
i.
you and the bricklayer
yr father
will wake each other
he will hold you until you breathe steady
thinking of your birth
and the hours after
hours you suckled his thick hands
movers of stone
builders of walls
before your mother could hold you
ii.
a nose bleed in the lecture hall i'd rather
(i am)
wake (waking) up
(too) fast (slow)
death starts in the field
a prick behind my left knee
spreads like feet on underwater sand
and reaches
the city snores clouds of wishes to
flat music brittle chords
cracked
on static
why won't my senses adapt?
too thin to stand
a nose bleed in the lecture hall
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