standing still

when everyone was a woman 

I felt a kind of pause that day 

slowed down 

resting but restless body 

counting counting counting 

lots of women so far 

many more to come 

the night i saw magnetic

the night i saw magnetic 

flash along the highway 

a new mother merging from what is schooled 

cowardice comes to mind as love does 

the opportunity to speak one mind does not garantee 

and the hand which comes in flashes of light 

and in food or dirt (of which we do not know the contents) 

has already been us 

passed through 

it is returning 

and neither of us ever really 

walked away 

or covered up

completely naked 

with all that is naked and spirit 

metal pooling on a slow road 

melting inward 

towards the same body of water 

the one i check in on 

and quickly tell my secrets 

and i make a home there 

roberta flack

in the rain there is a losslessness
and in many things meaning and when observed again 
none at all
you wonder at your desk why this frustrates you
and what said to lean in to the 
anything

new body you hope for 
actual love
knowledge of that
final draft
white room
rain cap
rain heart
fine comb

i have given myself writing in times of pain
i know you have given the tv
or the gossip
gospel drinking
and darling 
that word
broken into it
"it is you who i adore
it makes no difference"

i just want love
hole 
i just want love
boring
i just want love
tired
i just want love
society machine man says the marker i stand wherever you want man
ill do it yeah sure why
not
why be a 
what says the data 
boring 
i just want love darling 
says the word again
says it won't be long 
never won't be long 
like everything that is 
tell me tell me 
tell me 
tempt me with the bull and cage and i can go in to it then
that says hello i think
i feel pulled nicely
play talking
i just want love
and that is 
and that is
and that is 
being someone else 
always or never for a moment and i mean that

a wonder where you can get 
without someone to say it is alright

finally time to think

incredible
again
that is funny
unbelievable again
you're kidding

all while the body is in habit
time to think
while the body is in habit
a whole while

supermarket

reminded again of the transcendental
just been living as another name for a while
and im sure that too is temporary
same problem every day
wondering when it ends but knowing
it doesn't
no more parties
then
no more ashes still burning
but we have been doing it for decades
the demolition
all that raging home
come to see me
come to meet me
no more parties
on the power
tonight on the power
stacking up
building
bending and then working perfectly
running machine
humming
beat
all to the whole world
to quiet

sweet noon

and that is it 

in the hands countless rehearsed miracles 

waiting for permission 

like a beat 

or a whistle 

but sound is constant 

and always late 

so it feels as if it hasn’t arrived and so my hand which in the memory of sound  becomes desire 

like most things 

blessed love

bright morning
helping myself to the ignition
the pedal
everything i could even try to grab 
holding a kind of ball between ones knees for a whole
day and 
of any day 
it is the day you do the absolute most
stupid soul
sing today
as i know you can
help me