nutshells.

some things are going so good. some things are going so bad. everything could be better. everything could be worse.

so i'm just going to see what happens.

my life is perfect, even when it isn't.


also, i feel like i've lost my ability to be articulate. help.

and i said i know it well. i know it well...

this is the secret you don't know:

with all your lies,
you're still very lovable.

cut the ropes, and let me fall.

silence
broke you
into 52 pieces
while
i watched
i saw you
you
you were en route to buy wine
you
you were leaving
somewhere
already
and i
i think i liked that
and
i think you knew
you
you knew i would rip open the air
and
make a space
large enough
large enough
for two
so
you could go through
because
i am always going through anyway
like
changing my destiny every hour
time travel
easy
is the same thing
same thing
as if i delivered pizzas
no bike
and
those portals are my version of the subway
which i dislike
my version of public transportation
is sitting still
and waiting for new clicks
on the wheel
of time
and
also
i saw you smile
and
i thought i could catch that in a jar
like you were a lightning bug
and
you knew i had holes poked in the top
from a flat head
pressure drop
me with my can full of holes
for a head
and
the glass was as deep
with me
and
the glass was as thin
as the idea
of
a fluttering of wings
easily shattering
offering
some release
as thin
as the idea of where
where my bedroom door closed
and
where my bed began
and this
this
this is our story
for now