Other pieces from this manuscript were recently published in a chapbook by the same name, by Boxwood Editions.

Not that you can’t but impossibility of the last year
holds same spot in my mind as to strain for pictures
prickling blank but on my terms exactly I think she was able
to hear that dire permission of control. Life
in instance of defining, I think I’m on a land spit.
Life in second, old job space, Antica Fonte.
To bring in calls would bring much more,
like sailboats of which the lens-flare water.
Targeting my energies. The art music school is nice,
not going today it felt of swollen extra gifts I miss.
The kid had beat me up. The cop shot him in the head
        he kept lumbering around
            Cop said, sometimes they do that I admired
                       your impossible confusion

Let’s see where you go to share that
       Some of more clearest & most sentimental handles
          brutally yanked
          brutally I prefer to always be nothing about
          ”I am and will” will proceed less of you,
        that’s a grievance. The past goes in each of you
          is, more than imagines. Jeffrey, I say, reproach,
             sexual sadness. This man’s turning a hip and belt.
          It skids under the pen being shoved by the body
             Threading through my table, this means wearing hip & belt.
                More people passing and swiveling their backs to me
                at the minute, periscoping and with their vantage on top,
           older men mostly – I fear that. That when.
           The fear I think about is persisting as a good.

Alright, you’re pumped up, no sweat,
bleeding like wet Sharpie, the bag
from my swimsuit, not as a torn feeling
of future past losing the bag.
A peck to be of resume.
Blue fire clenched the burner,
the burner like the pistil-stamens blob.
From turning the knob high, the blue –
is it still mystical-accentual. Aggrieved:
I don’t think I control the meaning, navy blue
light blue pale blue, like a wild dog.
I push the glass door for a start of unease,
Reflected lamp swinging in it, which I shouldn’t be able to –
I love you because if you are in the future it means you have persisted.