the past in maiming us
- frank bidart
The need for the past

is so much at the center of my life
I write this poem to record my discovery of it,
my reconciliation.

- Frank Bidart
I sleep and wake and sleep and wake and sleep and wake and
- Frank Bidart
Involuted velleities of self-erasure.
- Frank Bidart
Outlander, S08E03

equinócio
a. melo

ou tô no vento

ou tô 
no chão
There is a solitude in seeing you, 
Followed by your company when you are gone.
You are like heaven’s veils of lightning. 
I cannot see till afterward
How beautiful you are. 
There is a blindness in seeing you, 
Followed by the sight of you when you are gone.

- Witter Bynner
if truth soothes
soothing was
not truth's goal

- CAConrad
everyone paying attention
enjoy your visit
everyone else
good luck

- CAConrad
it hurts to admit I love being alive
- CAConrad
don’t let your comfort be selfish cruelty
- CAConrad
His artfully unkempt strawberry blonde head sports outsized headphones.  Like a contemporary bust.  Behold the innocence of the freckles, ripe pout of cherry lips.  As if the mere sight of the world hurts him, he squints greenly and applies saline drops.  You dream him crying over you.  For the duration of a subway ride you fall blindly in love.  Until he exits. Or you exit, returning home to the one you truly love to ravish him.

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