Untitled (good elemental gosh grief)

Good elemental gosh grief, are you taking on my disease for me?

Yes, quoting, and yes, credit and attribution, acknowledgement

Of influence and deep thanks and all the rest – positive

Thinking and thinking about negative things in order to

Constantly turn thoughts towards more positive thinking,

And yes, it’s all so tiring – but in a world where all things

Are quantumly possible… I’ve got to say

Cohen got to my poems before me. 

I wrote that shit.

Yellow

Still there are these yellow spots all over my pale, fragile soul

From where you burst my blood vessels with your spirit teeth.

They’re gently healing and fading away from our blue-green roll in the hay.

And I wonder how I would manage my ancient Longing

If we had, in fact, fallen asleep with each other last week.

me in the belly of a loved lover, pencil sketch