1.2.17
these numbers don’t make sense
night time whispers
i’m learning to encrypt deeper –
when there’s breath on my back
smoldering in.
we’re not all cruelty and maliciousness
sometimes our fumbles are the product
of something more human.
consolidation – shared habits
there’s a baseline for all these places
my world would brake you
all primal and volatile
it’s these routines
that soothe.
creating new avenues pot/kettle.
To call a thing by its proper name
the way i see it.