Love can soothe the most terrible beast
in me or miles away,
it is the God of a thousand names
listening still as frozen water
not called upon—
blurred in my back pocket
with your likeness
what can I say other than this
your wayward companion
years in a desperate making
in competition with your excellence
I fear to show
–LM
I’m watching tours of houses I’ll never own because paper money doesn’t gather fast enough to windfall on my porch & this one just happens to rest its head in the Waldorf Astoria in Versailles
where marble & elegance combine collide and resign
in the same breath I am a toe-beaned hellcat & the lioness stalking your children behind glass
Buying soap bars to keep my hands clean
so I won’t get discarded
even if the trash
is exactly where I belong
I watch a lot of police interrogation
& the thing which puts me off the most
besides the awful crime
is swearing to God you never did it
you should know I’m predisposed to disappointment
I am guilty as charged
soughing near the sea
–LM
You never know who comes from poverty,
but dresses nicely,
& lives the social experiment
of being rich
for our entertainment
authority is a costume
save when there’s accessories
trust
you won’t hit harder
than a gavel
what is the difference
between socialite
& peasant
trick question
nothing
–LM
You’re been left on read placed on hold ingesting elevator music while you
please hold
.
.
.
____ is typing…
Thank you for your patience it’s reticent that’s why I’m doing this you want in & I want to permit but I’m afraid of what happens after there’s only so much room
please hold
.
.
.
You’ve been a long time coming we’ve saved your appointment. Its just like you to be right on cue. You can go right in. The doctor will see you
I will see you
now
–LM
I already feel too close to be
so goddamn far
I hope this isn’t the end
of second by second
I hope you’re paying attention
because this is how it happens
quick
You are a weapon & I have you
cocked
&
loaded
&
you’re smoking
hot
this is how you orbit
I swear I’m your
satellite
following you around the sun
–LM
There is such a stall in the moments befor3 I hit post I’d swear it’s not a part of realityTM it feels too deja vu
people tend to like when I can go on and on and on like their favorite song until the CD skips and they have to investigate
& my intention isn’t to take advantage
of your hospitality I’m just a free spirit in a global prison system don’t be mad @ me for pointing out my inmate number
You’d think it’d be my birth date but really it’s confidential I bet you know yours I bet its tattooed on your brain
I can’t help if you’re a walking psychology report
[ ssn: XXX-XXX-XXXX
your mind filled in the blanks ]
For me every X is either a void
or they left
I don’t like making this too personal but I have nowhere to put the pain
maybe the fact is
I want you to see
call me the exhibitionist
existentialist
then call me a doctor
–LM
My childhood was blurry like Bigfoot, Mitch Hedberg & I’ve blocked out about ninety percent
[congratulations for showing up
you’re late
we started eating without you so
get a plate
I love a good awkward family
dinner skating by just try to keep up
with the Joneses not realizing
your life is a fucking comic strip
[how unglamorous]
flipping through a blank calendar
eleven year old suspicious
when do wecutwhendowe
CUT TO:
–LM
Hope I didn’t keep you waiting I was making myself more comfortable God knows I can’t get enough time alone how pseudodox my childhood was a one little girl lockbox I swear Ragnarok is my favorite season
[ it makes my intense fear make sense
I disassociate to survive
is that past tense
or future wise ]
There are many dead horses in my stable
I led them to copious rivers &
found I forced them to drink
since I didn’t want to fail & now I stalk NPCs around open world games just to make pretend friends no different than the ones I made when I was young but I still can’t give adequate chase when they run
–LM
I’m feeling strange like Prometheus
ample winged like the eagle
so fucking precise
it’s not wise to tame it
what if I never gave you fire
then would we be sitting in the dark
grumbling over raw food
& rotten fruit
I think it’s more relaxing
to see the truth since
it’s almost like we’re living a dream
we haven’t dreamt yet
–LM
my blood, I can’t stand your pain
the devastation is category five
& every wall is broken
take good care of my bleeding heart
water it incessantly
it is the only thing of value
I have to give
–LM
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