Monday, July 20, 2015


you doubted my intimacy you forgot its bottomlessness;

i doubt your shelter,
i doubt your roof stays together.
i doubt your water is without minerals.

i warn you, if it touches my roots,
it is your water that will cause them
to wither,
not anything already there. you will

continue onward, without
regard for life.

i lie down for hours without the lamp on.