It is enough— Enough to be here, Beneath the bulb of a wonton shop.
I know of my feeble frame of its graying at the edges.
migratory animal Are you looking for a home?
I fell asleep to the chatters of cicadas on a quiet summer night
"That’s why I have jars of jealousy, anger, sadness, monotony, but this – it’s important."
I will not even begin with the skies
I carry them openly in these calloused hands and hold them out to you could you tell me I'm worthy of love
When Anne Carson said– All lovers believe they are inventing love, she was perhaps right
Glamorous lightweight raindrops from the October sky keep
It is enough— Enough to be here, Beneath the bulb of a wonton shop.
I know of my feeble frame of its graying at the edges.
migratory animal Are you looking for a home?
I fell asleep to the chatters of cicadas on a quiet summer night
"That’s why I have jars of jealousy, anger, sadness, monotony, but this – it’s important."
I will not even begin with the skies
When Anne Carson said– All lovers believe they are inventing love, she was perhaps right
I carry them openly in these calloused hands and hold them out to you could you tell me I'm worthy of love
A star fell on the ground in the windy night
Glamorous lightweight raindrops from the October sky keep
