the absence of angst startled her.
love jammed in my rib cage.
until gravity pulls me back together.
rains soften our stiff, angry limbs.
the mirror tells a different story. art by fahren feingold
hush, indeterminate absence is hardly abandonment.
then cauterised by her imploding emotions.
yes, the cunt; now her cojones.
love is a deadcat from hell.
my mouth is a sharp-tongued houseplant.
she knows what she don’t want.
OMFG but never OMG or LOL.
the terrorists lost the war yesterday.
she grew an organ, a heart.
his, the soul of ancient caliphs.
she was, every time, the universe.
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