1030
&i'm on no. four;
what a time to be alive.
i maynot be able
to
help you forget -- but,
i can help
you
replace:
mem-
ories dreams
love-
s hopes
just as youcannot help me
forget
but you have started
to helpme
re-
member
if orangeries would only, but then again why wouldnot
they -- i heard
your fragrance whisp'r'd along
the un-blossom-d organdies and
decay'd cherrie blossomss
and just like that;
when has summer ever depriv-
d us of God? or Sex (for that matter[s])
?
one is as Lavender'd as the other.
i painted you all in an acrobatic blue, but i
knew the difference; after so many affairs
only i could. do you
see mypoint...
do you still faultme for having
offered you
greenandemerald
castles? it
was
innocent (i swear)
but the end is all one
as orangeries are,
but, honestly
why wouldnot they?
To contemplate the vibrations of waves hitting shore, I must pause
contemplat
-ing the first time I press'd
my fingers
into your goosebump'd skin
and you held on;
you taught me how to take a deep breath
make
-ing it last
longer than a sum
mer sunset.
Do you hear the waves?
Do you hear the sirens?
They are gasping for oxygen they don't need, and yet
what is more coveted than
That which is not for us?
Not for me?
the Glandular hypothesis
contains something of the ephemeral, of the rotund, of the obsolete
something of the fecund, the titanic,
something of the past, the present,
(It contains no trace nor shadow
of the future)
the hypothetical Glandular hypothesis
was designed by the hand of God, by the hand of the Abyss, by the hand on the clock that
reminds us: we are already late;
by the sacr'd hand that holds us as we cross the street, cross our hearts,
cross out the names of the ones we once lov-d,
Chin up. and Steady on.
the Glandular Hypothesis will be proven wrong December the 32nd, approximately; and June 15th, exactly.
Chin up.
what testicular vanity has lead to the procedural involvement between Faith & Reason -- anything to secure our place on top.