Quietly Measure the Shape of Things

a box is a house is a distinction between in and outside of it. track it with lines and numbers...skim skim along the sides. 1,2,3. A triangle is more interesting, is sharp, is dangerous. Isosceles was terrified. I love the shape of things and nothings, like the egg that hobble-wobbles under its own weight and laments the betrayal of the circle. And mostly, I adore, in the mornings, the love shaped smell of your gazes.


"I put the hood right back where you could taste heaven perfectly."

"but it's you....I can swoon inside me, then you'll accept my things."

"Constancy purifies new skins."