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I am a burden with a mouth.

Underground, like the
basements up north, cold
catacombs…

the love medicine is too strong

Hey everybody! A dear friend of mine has done a truly wonderful reading of my latest Jam File piece, “Benchmarked“.

Last night I spoonfed a dying man oatmeal. I sponge bathed him even though he was already clean.

The city noise ordinance
keeps vibes low

Safety in a midnight swim.

It’s been twenty four minutes since the last time I’d ever see you again.

I’ll never be a famous poet

forbidden closeness / pure proximity /
one hand on my shoulder / nothing
but gymnasium breeze on my
lace draped waist