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Heavyhair are you?
Heavyhair are you the sum of all your parts? Are you gestalt?
Heavyhair are you a hand stuck between gears?
Heavy hair are you two strands intertwined?
Heavyhair do you exist inside a wreath of air?
Heavyhair are you layers of paint?
10 2 3 4 more and years of changing shape?
skeleton man drills deep strikes oil coiled round
it's hot and humid by the pool that isn't
my brain is water boarding
someone's ghost self-immolates and all the threads were twineballed
leaky rubber duckie oil spill basic word association
pulling strands before it clogs and chokes
who you saw beside you when you forgot you're there
the scent is supple like arms brushed before you're cold sweat dry
pattern of the ocean tiles behind memento box, out of
touch me where the water melds with hair before I'm brillo pad chlorine tear
you and me are fiction i remember when there's no reason not to speak
why i don't think of absence
your face is the sketch i remember myself as
your skin is patches I spoke pleasantries to
the pool is inky black and chemo stink where all the lights go when they sleep and strength is absent
I'll hold your grief, your lapels
I'll pretend you're feathers short,
stick myself with pins
and make a field to flow the time I've lost
so you'll stay somewhere
I burned rice and scrabbed up cobbles
Stared at portents, wished on clouds
I took out my trash and left the mold
I'm make-believing plots in dust
I'm making mausoleums for my memory
i don't want to end
the day you died and i've been since,
alive, again, i won't end
i want to know your favorite flower
my cousin's favorite day
my friend's favorite time
i go over this like a mantra
the very last
i love you like wario
loves mustard
like you love mustard
but you're not wario
nor mustard
dandelion sunflower sunshine bee
id bee by your side always
the long is the
short of it
the ink dried and
pen snapped
my brain's not
where you are
the rib and
its cage is
a house for the home
for you