n th iul nevr leev yus
all th yelling n loud orgasms
dont yu wundr wher did they
go   n we dont drop in on each
othr evn anee mor sumtimes
th offens was 2 great
n it is th continuing present
we ar lost n found in n whos
in thers no time 2 walk by
the rivr uv regrets or the torrents
uv sorro that had nothing 2
dew reelee with yu or me
spells uv accusatoree darkness
how we alwayze did turn on each
othr plotting our escapes duz
evreewun have a cruel side wuns th
lyrikul idol idyl is crushed ik whats
th sequens all thos nites in prfekt
pees whats it like 2 find thos on
our own th mr i mirroring we both
stronglee beleev n not beleev in
th aftr life continuing n is it reelee
aftr n b4 or sumhow parallell
troubul in th ant farm
sum ants push othr ants ovr th
curb off the knkreet n throw
up toxik vomit on each othr 4
pointless turfolojee kontrol
mirakuls th shu box th jade or
na mental vase sew manee
uv us rest in all th tiny pianos n
baked enamel poneez ringing
around th opning n our dreemd
starrd nite applakay lashan
th etmolojee uv th kreetshurs
uv th shiny silvr maroon lake
theyr all sumwher but not sew
much heer in ths writing withing
whitling hour th melting stair well
n th starree eyed reindeer
hold us in our stranges
konstrukt making let
go  n  affirm th jellow
uv our minds enchantment
pull teers from th rivr

Originally published in White Wall Review 41 (2017)