i want to tell you everything
i want it all to spill from my mouth,
gushing violent foam-capped waves
i want it all to seep from my pores
in blinding colors that stain red, green and gold
i want it all to grow from my roots
and push out this hair, embed secrets into the air
i want it all to beat down like sunlight,
to bear down like heat,
to reveal itself to me,
appear and become clear to me. for you.
(then i'll crank the volume,
blow the speakers
and deafen us all with my sound.)
Nos conseils pour un café comme dans un coffee shop
11 months ago
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