Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Careless Arts

You called it escapist love said if we transformed ourselves we could transform the world wanted to get so far so fast hurried incessantly I always trembled treaded in the deep-end of dread that you’d teach me the careless art of leaving dreamt of finding your empty clothes still warm on the door step your body gone gone not even the scent of you lingering on the borrowed hoodie in […]

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  In the horology of us Kandinsky’s Autumn in Bavaria sings at 6 o’clock: we walk idly along it, we debate composers.   3 o’clock paints that July wedding and the two slices of cake I ate. We’re making love on both hotel beds at 3:45.   That letter to Los Angeles you never received? You are not receiving it at 8:15. Instead, you’re learning to tango/I’m reading Hejinian/you’re bicycling […]

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