There's two kinds of women-those you write poems about and those you don't.
Life, Love, Poetry
Even when I'm dead, I'll swim through the Earth,like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.
Love, Obsession, Devotion
But one kiss levitates above all the others. Theintersection of function and desire. The I do kiss.The I’ll love you through a brick wall kiss.Even when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth,like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.
Poetry
Now I'm just like everybody else, and it's so funny, the way monogamy is funny, the waysomeone falling down in the street is funny.I entered a revolving door and emergedas a human being. When you think of meis my face electronically blurred?
Humanity, Letter, Monogamy