triangles

let's write
our feelings
with metric:

you is
i be
you naught
so forth

at the explosion
of desire
you have forsaken me

and nobody laments
my destiny

poor white-over-black
construction
of forgotten islands!

poor me for being
so fortunate!

who are you
that will never
be erased
from this memory
that lingers
in saliva-threads
of elephants?

fractional expansion

to lick
the membrane
of mosquitoes
while he gathers us
for his glory
that never ends
his presence
in the corner of two
i have had
a revelation
tomorrow is more salt
(my obsession)
and writing is
as arbitrary
as we please
some people
will see us
trying
to reach
the unreachable
of four
symbols stuck
in our brains

kafka over red

to embrace
what
doesn't have
a meaning
like sharing
anti-
depressants
with
passers-by
of hell

and also
to share my absence
to flaunt
being
just human

under
the
december
snow

i have
remembered
your smile
that spans
infinity

bring me
all the salt
of the sea

your never-
kind-of
blue

and i'll
give you
the poem
of the world

before
it explodes

in the sweetness
of your sex
where i
have lost
my mind.