love makes you into shape
like cotton candy, so fluffy
i’m gonna die!
but love respects your feelings
on love: the distrust and fear
you’re allowed to take
the space you need
until we’re ready
to bear witness to
love’s every day tragedies, spiraling
like dynasties sweeping
the catastrophes
of being little
in sandcastle kingdoms
that feel so big
The Fall
to a father
just a tumble along the way
Love finds affection for
these little ones always
when death isn’t the measure
that’s what it means
to be forces of nature
mod the differences
remainder of one
that’s what Love means
hands up!
don’t move.
when you get lost in the woods
love will find you
if you would just keep still
sweet child of mine
making a fuss about her fumes
burning up in fever dreams
on how a mother makes due
the line of consent
crossed when used
wall to wall
river to sea
shining like
what it means to be free
when fear makes of me
flood light on my hipocrisies
land has no lines
boundary free
detector of holes
worldmaker of cosmologies
who am i to make believe
