ri^er

replacing the
name with
sleight of hand

companion to
nothing and
moon over water

into the river
like a baptismal

and i am born

lost in a
world of goodbyes

somewhere along
the alder

a scape

un chien andalou

cuts us open

for clarity

and the sun
surely

does not belong

here

there is only

mayhem
below us

and fire ants
glowing orange-red
on an exodus
to the clouds above

we were holding

hands

twelve-hundred feet up
on the garcia trail
squeezing so hard that it hurt

her long black hair

alive

and dancing in the wind
swirling like a van gogh skyline

we watch it all

waiting

for the screams
to stop

for the cities
to finish burning

and where her eyes should
have been
there was emptiness

her lips
dried and cracked

her voice
in deep inaudible murmurs

and everything
without





meaning






i miss her.

The Perils Of Lye

tongue of virus

licks it's lips
until they are coalesced

we will not need
words

we will never need words

and hollowness
will rain
from the heavens

Trinidad Esparza

more caring
than i could ever be

more man
than i ever will be

he taught me
chess

he encouraged me
to write

he loved
he cared

he sent mcdonalds
coupons every christmas
and birthday

he took me to disneyland






and i forgot him






and i was a ghost.



and

he loved
and he cared

and he was slumped
in his cubicle
when
they found him

and he was so pale
laying dead
in the emergency room

and i was in shock

and when i put my hand on his
shoulder
before they rolled
him away

i felt like a ghost

and i don't know
how to deal with this


and he was my uncle

and christ
it hurts

A Flower

you're real

and it
excites/scares/saddens
me

because
you were without
a name

for a time

you were jasmine or
dahlia or lilly

but now
you have a real name

and i don't understand
why that troubles me

it makes me sad

to know how little
i understand

myself

You Are All The Same

we will control
sky via machine

said of
quiver of a lip
strong to darkness

sacrifices
dead vermin
to obeliscal
counter intuitive

eyes
counterfeit
as monarch flickers

heart sustains
as beautiful
as plutonium

devours

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stalactites and
stalagmites
for their teeth

darkness for their skin
and i am terrified

they're coming for us

and all of my friends
seem to be in a daze
unaware or uncaring
i'm not sure which

i tell them about the monsters

but they are uninterested

we're in a house with
too many windows
and a bomb shelter
made mostly of glass

and my friends
stand around me
confused
watching as i board up
the front door

"are you afraid of something?"
one of them asks.

"i'm terrified."
i reply

"don't you understand?
we're going to die.
they're coming for us."

no reaction

they just
stand there
with blank expressions

not even blinking

and there is something
about their eyes
that feels very disturbing
something isn't right

but i can't put my finger
on it




3:24am
cold sweat

wide awake

i'm afraid
and i'm not sure

why