

lunchI forgetlunch
but need reminding that all you are is human bones and sinew so many miles of intestine punctuated by piss and grissle
I look into your eyes to look for the divine intelligence that simple courage that manifests as desire and love I cringe when all I sense is cunning there
your words, your assurances, forgotten so quickly when dregs from your past return petitioning your attention in secret
a somber realization washes over me to learn of meetings made in ether pathways the inconvenience of confrontation in


beeswaxthe truths that keep me vigilant stain me to shame so many holes in me now where before I was so so full and busy in a talent for happiness I cup my hands around the flame and lose count beneath the weight of gnawingly absent youbeeswax
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