spaceleech

7/28/2019 spaceleech

1/16


2/16

xxix


3/16

xxx

pearson philpot

-


4/16

xxxi

i lost

that caterpillar

in my car

and last night

there was

a butterfly

on you

i found

it quietly

in your hair

it was cool


5/16

xxxii

i seem to have gone back in timeinside light and noise

forced my eyes open

inhaled the moment

never to breathe again

why must it pass? this must not Gostay with me here

Please Freeze Now


6/16

xxxiii

naked stranger

made a bee line cursive letter S

huffing a few drops of gasoline

making metal melt

and installing nothings to my ride

you told me we couldn't do this anymore

you told me i am going to black out

i told you it isn't even his birthday

warned you really

"don't go" i said

"he isn't changing form today"

why does it always have to be raining when we see each other's face?i stole this car, smile, i'm crashing it too

lost my bike, or maybe sold it

to i don't know who

your face read blank

so i stole your gaze

and ask to be angry

"i think im dead now"

stop comparing yourself to God

but instead of biting

i taste my tongue

close my eyes

open my eyes

teleport to a shadow house

my techno-hand stole my mind

its electric eyes see me hooded, see me soaked

my body is my dagger

my blade cloakedstop midstep, render frozen, reflect

why am i weaponizing my wardrobe

when i would rather be a naked stranger


7/16

xxxiv

in this moment

i am quite alivein this moment

it is day it is nightin this moment


8/16

xxxv

i saw Her

magnetic field,swirling energy,

i saw Her sittingin little loops of

light


9/16


10/16

xxxvii

We spoke fluently in her den

Plucking an ancient asor

Surrounded by invisibility

and fifteen ivory orbsEos woke the Kingdom

Eyes full of light

She was weightless

Static thoughts crisscrossed her head

Her hair held a starlit halo, a kinetic ring

I, the Opposite BeingA biblical black dusk dancer

Fell into her mass

Lulled by her gravity

Her rosy aurora

Sold energy to the Universe

I swear she is every flowerand has astral-flavored skin

Somewhere inside, somehow outside

We are spaced out on Earth

As the horizon empties out into night


11/16

xxxviii

you're a celland

sometimesyou

spl-

it


12/16

xxxix

lil puzzle piece of my mindgrasshopper time traveler

cut herself on green blades

as i slept in her shoulder caves


13/16

xl

God said finally

"you'll feel me"

and skinned us alive


14/16

xli

(the wedding was last Tuesday

felt like a funeral)

how do i provewhat i feel

my eyes are closed! look!

stop repeating

"it isn't even a big deal"

in your brain like that

instead know

if i were a boat

you'd be a boat

and the siren's

silent warningborn above water

held our cloud hung heads

made our conversation teeter-totter

i saw you not blinking

i heard you not thinking

now is the time for telepathy

or at least an attempt at avoiding

your whiplash glances

and ancient dancesrequiring rituals, rites and religion

we're on a fifth ofwhat?

i thought this was an intersection

on the corner of you giving me a fake name

and my fabricated past

i spent all my money going 500 blocks

to spend all my moments

not remembering how we were safe

in Hell or how we yelled

"this is lost"and took paradise from

rosary rubbing smelling garment men

those uninvited wild pervs-


15/16

xlii

on a level in a dreamt up palace

somewhere on one of the floors

you followed me into my head

tracing labyrinth steps

puzzling maze mind tour

lying next to me in my bed

sometimes rundown

abandoned or golden

the house has its own weather patterns

last night it snowed in this roomand i couldn't breathe in the basement

if a door is locked ask me for the key

instead you ask

to jump out the window

it felt safe and

instead of gravity locking us down

we floated just above the groundoutside now, eye contact

yet still in the castle, hold my hand

fly by brain people

haunting a memory

i don't know how to end anything

so like usual, i'll just quit and starethrough the ceiling to the sky

i don't know anything

so i'll just lie


16/16

xliii

hoping for a nosebleed omen

or a touch that tells the truth

blood promising vacancytasting a mouthful of iron

as if youre missing a tooth

tongue dancing searching alien space

as lightning reassures me

im completely lost looking at your faceand with each perfectly timed strike

and every terrifying word

we began feeling our bodies

like we never owned one

inside your twisting knot angry gut

a capital letter is swimming

let this storm pass

let this thunder roll

let this be a memory

Documents

spaceleech