the clappers know
we out of ways
of fooling ourselves
indiscreet
sun DIE
POOF proof
inside young precious fetching
what final thoughts do to you
*
still contend death's the final thought
no notice
heard by the next star river azimuth
more than man
more than gods
division creates
symmetry—
this existence
the only exigence
mortality darkness
death is thirsty
quenched only by itself
shards to lips
meaning subsists on impermanence
she had a nice
opening line
which I immersed
myself in immensely
as subversion
like praying drunk
she had
suicide too
ineligible
to be elderly
cold w/ certainty
felt like all excuse
me drinking a candle's
certitude for silent
conscription
commanded by
a cupola so easily
shattered
or replaced
imperfect
ploy important
morphing contorted
into thin air
supply in
interstellar garage
idling engine
self-permission
stables able
to house
the himalayas
we don't
somersault off a mtn
we don't
even decide
it's a drown-off
inexcusable outburst
offended the obvious
statement
you're unwilling
i'm unbecoming
together we are
outta space
I waited until you were dead
before I read
your dying
tongue doses
the sugar ran out
how I don't leave the house
until the oven's on
or release the pen
until it explodes
I'll never finish
another sentence
w/o slitting its throat for a poem
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