we can’t see the neighbors
but we can hear their guns

I do a version of this noise

            I call it the branch of science that studies a perfect movie
                        the hero is a hero / the flag is a memorial

            let’s go get stung by bees after this is
            let’s sew ourselves into the memory / a song

                                    you wrote / the equation of never sleeping

                        a mouth blooming
                        feathers plume
                        tongued practice

I love you but only like a lover

I don’t want you to feel ancient

            we only met in a dream

this was all bought with borrow