poetry
by littlefallsmets
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understood but not spoken
I’m burdened with knowing a language that I cannot myself speak the language of music oh, I can re-write the lyrics of others pretty well and can carry a half-a-tune I can ...
it's not exactly change
we each live inside the nexus of our hopes and our horrors our imaginations and our ires and our deepest weirdest desires at a multiplicity of identities at the solstic...
the second wave approaches
consumption masked as purpose hair-dyes and sit-down meals costumed as a sort of freedom these are the American values power wants you buying into “give me liberty or give me death” b...
felix and felicity
the cat, our cat we had to have his leg removed to excise the cancer that was killing him he was my father’s first and foremost my dad is gone now, dead Felix is a connection back t...
tight rope
it’s not as easy as choosing between the darkness and the light I wish it was that easy that life wasn’t more complicated than that one simple choice but nothing is that binary too much lig...
with a cause
in a universe where decay is written into the very code of how atoms work where entropy will always win the war even if we can hold it off in the battle now and again in a...
skipped beats
there was snow deep into May this year of twenty-twenty hindsightings sickness and death hung over all of our heads like white-out squalls and blinding ou...
lost in translation
not understanding German speaking only English and fragments of French and Spanish I cannot say for it either way however these days I have some around to wondering if Hitler was actually ...
the best of both worlds
Pete Best never got to be full Beatles famous never got to be one of the four coolest guys in the entire world for a couple years there but then again no on...
mistaken identities
oh, we’re all shapeshifters it takes years and years and we have very little control over our eventual outcomes but we’re all shapeshifters things get bigger and smaller things bloat and cr...
objects in emotion
my heart is a little boy running without conception of his destination or knowledge of when his legs will give out or when he will be stopped by walls or water my heart is a little boy r...
jefferson hill
a lone purple flower shooting up in the abandoned lot where someone’s house used to be swaying unsteadily in the breeze but making its stand nonetheless driving home from work in the middle o...
ice
that glacial blue no tepid crystal not transparent not see-through no turquoise pastels there are vast depths behind those sparkles there are fathoms of hue not all of them pleasant but a...
the logic of a dream
we are given metaphor and story because the truth is too complex too layered and too seemingly paradoxical for a mind to grasp we’re given narratives and cycles to comprehend subconsciousl...
requiem for the strident
render unto Caesar’s section his cereals and his salads the material is immaterial it’s only love that’s valid possessions are obsessions you’re owned by what you own compassio...
small steps (because the big ones are impossible)
it’s a pretty ugly world we’re in but it’s not quite ugly enough there’s this thin veneer of beauty there’s a thinner veneer of tough that make us pretend we’re perfect lie worse when the go...
my twenties
she could shift from the steel gray of a thunderhead cloud to the bluish-white of a lightning strike in one half of an instant and so could her eyes and it thrilled me and it powered us a...
our trespasses
forgive us, gods and goddesses our performative woes and our too-fervent merriments our half-mad experiments our wine and song in hopes of drowning out the rhythm of our fears and our ...
it's a long way to apiary
nerdy birds have the prettiest feathers warmed against the biting winter trundle insulated by their charming fact bundles immune to the world’s shifting weathers so very fevered by the dr...
I'll never get to know
within the swirl of her complexities she embodies the Hegelian Dialectic of Disney cartoon musical features sugar-sweet Snow White as thesis the wond’rous and terrible queen her equa...
the new normal
the new normal is the realization that there never was a normal there never could’ve been a normal there will never a normal for us again and that its for the best the...
myth-ing, you
like Snow White if instead her dire step-mother lived with her inside her head hair like half-past-midnight eyes like autumn rain skin like baby powder encapsulates the pain voices r...
gone and forgotten
how quickly it’ll all roll back the skies will clear drilling wounds fill in beachside villas wash away the mars selfishly carved into her will be pink shiny newness then in no time at all vanish...
equivalent exchange
Erik Weisz double-named after Houdin burnt like a dervish, watch Harry spin jacket unfurled, brass clasps flick you wonder how he turned the trick but you don’t really wanna know no tri...
life during wartime
lines, imaginary lines, ancient and meaningless lines, revered and deadly-arbitrary the kind of lines that do divide humanity from itself to make some con-man a few bucks to convince us that ther...
Book Description
these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.