Tuesday, May 22, 2012

down on my knees

your head looks much more interesting, drastically more whimsical, intuitively knowing what i want - what you want, wordlessly - as words just get in the way up

i am lower than my spinal eyesight, beneath my social status, under my acquired dignity, pleasing descent - above lineage, surpassing your horizontal short-sight, nonchalant of your social status, draining your acquired dignity, pleased ascent

it makes no sense, as sense is not required. it becomes less worrisome, that i can't count, that you can't read.

it gives my heels privileged gradients of whether we can withstand time, choices that without temporary testimonies of flesh would have only pretended to exist.


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