Photography

Great Wall

and every time we kissed, there was another apple to cut into pieces

I am the horizon you ride towards, the thing you can never lasso

a harmless green burning

all this green chaos, this foliage stirring

you are innocent as a bathtub full of bullets.

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God comes to your window

a jar of fireflies

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)

your real smile

and the river rises like a barn on fire

the mourning heat of the Sun

the summit of yourself balanced alone

your body glimmers in the dark

slowly the night unravels like a ribbon

at sunset I will see the seekers of gold

you make mirrors want to grind themselves back down into sand

For you, I lost the red and liquid breath of God inside my throat.

but sacrifice is not the river

despite the splinters in my heart, I still love

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)

I taste the grit of heartbreak

I could believe my body accidental

like the dust of a strange country

a dream bloomed

every part of them blithe & smooth & touchable

these signs that lead you to my door

his wings are folded on your nest of boulders

building gardens in the fire of god’s vacuity