Posts tagged "photoset"
Write me lines of
open windows, undrawn blinds,
the night outside a
hooded eyelid,
lowered in respect.
the way we live now.
my room, all the mess and the lights and the dead icons. an LA murder of a room. a film noir of a room.
you are incapable of anything real.
in case my growing heart-on for Six Feet Under needed any concrete justification, this. 
future us.
ignore the blueprints
and history, it is
just him,
the object, and
the dusky silhouettes
of future us
doing
insurmountable
ordinary things that
my normal
heart could not
guess at.
