Words, phrases, periods, commas, clichés, parts, self
breast stroke through Keystone
aftertaste
intoxicating on my neck
a vampire bite
I don’t even know your last name
In the dark
spontaneity,
The mind lives for reprieve from anticipation.
A dance with boundaries
the Fred and Ginger of free falls.
How implausible to arrive at loneliness and feel the leaving of it
simultaneously
fleeting.
Advances of the flesh
Persons pressed to parallel
A gesture of enough between them
enough almost . .
amazing but . .
if .. or .. when . .
conjunctions to poison hope,
for which the mind falls to a diet of despair.
