good night, if I hold my vision adjusted, then the world rotates around you, light bends around you, light halts before you, one so critically removed, two without a vocabulary, and a photo copy splits the air between us.
this isn't working
we will arrange and convey the last few great thoughts before we turn on our histories and clip into the dust
evidence brings you back to me
I. glass bottle urge punch myself in the jaw intending to break it II. human author endless as this it is endless as this III. textbook pornography the absurdly long barrel of a gun in your face IV. apple rose sun my greatest most compassionate loser friend V. spiraling bright detail state dependent doesn’t translate well VI. beauty problems and defects good taste has failed good night in...