Part of a poem I wrote today

I walked into the river that night
wearing your voice on my wrist.
it was the same year
we filled ourselves with fresh marrow.
I wanted to fall in love that summer.
you wanted to die with your body in blossom
and come back as the frozen stillness of the moon.

Enjoying my time as an instigator.

So excited! Wrote a poem today.

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the dead live in whispers

inside the grey barns
the owls hunt the moon
and carve dark temples
into the earth

wind struggles against wind

every night
the brave fall to pieces
they call the others
who arrive confused and hungry
like us
they fear our stranger’s voice

at work
heads crowd the hallways
and hands slumber, freeze
like carved stone

each failed attempt
becomes today’s disasters

Can't get this line out of my head!!

And if I cried, who'd hear me among those angelic orders?


- Rainer Maria Rilke
Duino Elegies
First Elegy

Just A Sample Of A New Poem

meanwhile
the appeasement continues

in the dark center of silver
the live elephant
its left loin stolen
searches for the traipsed
river of oblivion

and
under the shade
of your decadent tongue
silence follows silence

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in the small wound

dark velvet
blonde eyes
sacrificed wrists

I know that children
die of starvation

and the occurrence
of death
is but a tiny
explosion of dreams

inside the mouth’s marble
a blade of light
thrashing cement
a violent vomit
electrifying genius

many times
I’ve been afraid

of geraniums
and orange grass
of tall salamanders
and silver veins

remember that silence
tumbles in the numbness
of silence
that night is murdered
eventually
that Oaxacan artistry
is engulfed in mystery

it is unjust
to drag
the heart
of rhinoceros
across lonely
streams of
orchid
but it is
more painful
to watch
the blossoms
of cold
sunburned iris