BY APERTURES

the moonlight beam
a silver blaze
down the curtain gap

is broken

by nights 

black erasure

& arrives as a bullion bar

smelted by apertures
on the rumpled sheets & me

OVERTHOUGHT

and its hard
isnt it ?

ruling this avatar all day

we walk into the nothing
that used to be a future

and there we build
or we break
one pointless way or another

until the planet
it comes round again
and
we
stretch out

finished 

and fall into a mad sleep
with no say on the matter

and there we give away control
protected
by

old brick and metal tricks
habit and mutual agreement

overrated
on the 
cheap sheets

underused and overcharged

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DARKNESS CHICKEN

take a last holler at the darkness
take a last swing at the moon

maybe you will reach it this time
then it will see

bed yourself down now
suspend yourself on purpose

roll over and over like a rotisserie chicken
in twisted sheets like wind riled sails

flip dawn the finger soon

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