#349 - surviving the institution of self

 

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surviving the institution of self

 

and as they wake they wish me

 

it was always a guess at love

no one could have known these deeps

 

rain tap until a word like ache

should not appear

 

moments to the anguish life

thick fast messages

62!

in the little book attired

 

come cloudlessly

 

we sink to trouble sometimes

and others blame along

 

a mollycoddle eggshell trip

all did it for

and wake up to

 

stagnant fragment

untermensch

no you decide

                                       

where are they in the grim gone now?

 

call birthday and those angels come

say and so believe

 

tricks!

hearts of ours and show

first touch and the animal is

go on

you know

 

every day inch more alone

they’re counting me down as we go

 

a preen and a prance in the old yet

how once I legend until

vain charities

lithe hopes

 

it’s all my own invention

the they the us the whimsy

often say upending

 

comes between your sleep at times

no that was not the word

 

I to the unending  

a sort of signature

attest

in bone and ash

and later stone

 

skip ponding over

and so

cast of confetti

 

this life on the hyphen

remind me

where we lift a leg

 

come to the wall once again