they won't ask if you're not presenting
a closed art gallery...
sometimes i think there’s a palace tucked away
between your lips; a house of hummingbirds...
I'm selfish
when it comes to you...
love crescendos at three a.m. when thoughts of you
course through my pores – i dream of you...
pull the gauze off your palms
and let the blood express the thoughts...
This rock crushes my dying breast
weighs heavier than you could know...
I hear broken syllables
mixed with chaotic traffic...
with every step you take,
my heart beats faster...
I know all of your kisses.
There is a "take care of...
You can't hate your country.
You think you do...
We're in the dim-lighted room
in the house, drinking mint tea and...
I know you tuck away clippings
of chrysanthemums before...