-s’s.
this day Summer resurrected from her grave Once again the wind sends the birds that dissolve into dust Sending thoughts northward This is the coldest tear you’ll ever shed Sparks rip your wells to puddles Stars fall on the floor When it starts happening You realize you don’t like it anymore
and you
are singing in a million trees
get dressed
and you
have nobody left to envy
and you
see me for another time
and you
Say nothing
as you
walk past me
-s’s.
your face changes when you think of a memory
Crushed dearly beneath plush blanket, blue sounds awaken
I woke up, morning early brightness
touched the ground and touched my whole face
Cold and white mist enveloped the space within
walking into buildings armored in smells of fresh paper
Sitting softly low rising presence, I am to stay patient,
Wear the act, contract, observe, and write
-s.s.
what’s meant for me will come out of you
what’s been ignored is the bitter truth
what’s the deal with my indifference?
I should decorate this innocence
with roses
-s’s.
Abandoned with what you are, that is the test
And In the twist of it all there is
A cave for all your thoughts, bright or dark
Engulfed in your breath
Thinking things you will regret
I wrote it down,
But I won’t pass
I have my way
anytime now
-s’s.
Is art resistance? Can you plant a garden to stop a war? It depends how you think about time. It depends what you think a seed does, if it’s tossed into fertile soil. But it seems to me that whatever else you do, it’s worth tending to paradise, however you define it and wherever it arises.
— Olivia Laing, from Funny Weather
i have nothing to talk about
Nothing to say’s so important that it’ll keep the world running
like an HVAC whirring and compressing
Like motors like steel like the factory of fame and dreams
on planet Mercury
in the clouds
through this message I hope that the show keeps on going
help me up the stairs, but
there’s no sky that’s worth living in
-s’s.
an ache I used to feel, once
just cause it got the best of me don’t mean I’ll keep on thinking it through
Or let myself sit any longer in this abandoned room
-s’s.
I say what I say
I like whatever I see you say, whatever has been coming out still
still I paid in full
debt, death, or rent annulled
I can bring down anything, you don't concern me
you don't concern me
don’t hand me my deeds