Argument from Creations

It's the same as starting a sentence with "It."
A pause - inside flowered jargons - it provides relief.
In poetry it works too - evidenced -

Systems aside, it crawls from something - bastard -
Origins do not begin - in the present-tense -
"It is undeniable God is evident in nature."

presumptive bent - what is?
An it needs a first noun, de-proed. 
And it seeds in nothing - can't grow -

And nature forgets
Language, the true God -
validates it -

Your chatter - chatter
I hate chatter and grammatical-errors, gossipy-slang slung
around dangling participles as if

you've never heard God speak.
As if blasphemy excludes the semi-colon - while -
that damn commandment - "in vain" - it is

humane to speak anything, to speak something
or - circles - around it -
says nothing - about it - 

Making Friends Stream

become quiet pretension
rooms they fill up the people
with themselves under.stand
ing under stars

more and more bored growing
more and more bored knowing where
you came

from

where



I left
I want to leave.quiet pretension
twice bodies with themselves with
out me just as well with me just
as well

more and more bored less forward
keeping quiet pretension filling
under themselves under
the stars standing under a
social grace I got left out:

Poems to My Lovers/Here Are Four I Fuck A Lot

"The Word Love/Tender Button's Revelation"

I don't <3>

"The Word It"

Not what you said but how you said
Paul said: why don't we do
Did you do
What is
Who is
How is
that the only word left unqualified,
extendable, adaptable, and versatile
possesses nothing
that says anything
about It.

"The Word Like"

So I was similar to, sad, because he was all in the vein of, "we need time apart." Reminiscent of, can you believe it? It's akin to getting slapped in, something comparable to, the face. Plus, nearly identically, he isn't even, you know, parallel with cute.

"The Word Fuck"

Fuck you.
Fuck you sincerely. I don't need any
enigmatic
esoteric
cryptic
pedantic prose to make you understand
how fucking
perfect
the word fuck
says everything.

Untitled 1

Pursuit
to fatigue - sleep.
Nap. Tiny spurts of doing
and longer lengths of other
moving.
Alluding
to an intrusion.

Vertical commitment; he splits it,
he'd fit
So long as -
So long as;
So long as...