He liked the light coming in through the windows.
And always wanted to capture it.

This was confusing.

For the longest time I believed his hatred of catholicism vanished whenever he looked upon the stations
of the cross,
but soon as they were out of his sight, was resurrected.

Eventually it will fade so far away
that even you can’t make out the distance
the distance will seem a trick
trying to get you to measure how far it is to
however far away that thing is
way way way over there yonder

hers is the only voice you can hear
when their room is below you
and they are having sexual relations

against much softer thuds:
-oh?
oh yeah-
repeated.

dull and
without standing
-oh?
Oh yeah-

I am not shamed
though I do know shame
the sounds are too quiet

to cause alarm or
to flush my face
-oh?
Oh yeah-

unlike the air vent on the fridge
progressively more clogged
sounding towards a crescendo

At home, by myself some days, I will become exuberant and content all at once.
I will have solved all my problems that have on other days expanded and then condensed into something very powerful.
It is like a thing you could make but now have let sit too long and, after rising, has become acrid.
On these days I eat this thing that you could have made, or I drink it, and formed is one simple, sweeping solution.

Somethings are very nice
and they will keep being very nice
they will be so nice and the people will think of them so very highly
and they will keep doing so.
Somethings are rotten though
and they will keep being rotten
they will be so rotten and the people will think of them so very poorly
and they will keep doing so.

he is often thinking
medicine for colds
and a sensibly comfortable bed
lighting for habitat
and study for occupation
or where you might be led.
rhyme when desired
tire when said.

He was talking about decompression chambers for divers
out on someone’s stoop
which wasn’t ours.
and about being underwater beforehand with the
stops and pauses and
inflations and flaws
in the oxygen-filled tubing.
how, leading outwards on
and depending on
some things that came to cause
the quakes and shivers,
bodily, to us he
talks on
about:
missing his roommates,
them being recently deceased.
he doesn’t know what he should be doing
in place of buying cat food.

 

Billy, will you look at my billy-head?
I am afraid it’s gotten too… billy,
what with all the billy thats been billying on.
Yes, I billy there’s been a billy these days,

sure! the billy’s been something like… the billy!
I know!
Yes, I know, billy.
But, reasonably, yes,
the billy will billy soon.

I know, yes, billy,
I know.

after the end of the world we all live in fear

that what we have lost will soon be taken away

by the crushing force of history

though it will no longer weigh

now if they have trouble calling you by name,
why should they?
is it forcing to call you?
is it that a feeling like forgery
specifically giddy and gleeful
may soon to win?
or backwards, it may be backwards:
is it quiet truth that stays
though eventual, they will refer