Downsizing

When you hit me
I liked it, the blood

welling in my face, alive.
I felt large.

A house can burn flat
in minutes.














Love Sharpshot

O mercy is the gospel always on
when something is going wrong.

Drink the spiked punch,
notice your throat, the motto

in my church. It's like your beat up car
giving grease off to the cat’s tail

accruing us being romantic
with something going wrong.








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