jayivan

a faceted heart
radiates light, but dont grab
it tight — see, it bites

dont mind me
yoko moments

tossing flowers
over prison walls

dismantled cairns
guide lovers lost

optimism arrives once
the last glimmers of despair
go dark

a pyramid scheme:
aching heart collateral
borrowing forward

these arent tears from my eyes,
but rivers sprung from my gut’s well-spring—
water flowing upwards
light flowing outwards
passion flowing inwards

my body undoes itself
extends molecule-thin until it reaches you

if only i hadnt grown so thin in the process that my touch became untenable

my mind is now
i breathe here, you breathe there
as it should be, because it is as it is, and no other way exists

but my body longs for your distant skin,
my eyes need your smile in their sights—
my hands reach across rivers and states to find your fuzzy warmth push against mine,
a wormhole of longing folding space

until i’m spun as thin as spiders silk

i am the bee
trapped in its own honey

our hands
our eyes
our stomachs
our thighs

low pressure rainstorms

wash nothing

An old man eats sour pickles

Beneath a memorial to a friend who hung himself

a longing—
like breath,
irresistable and revitalizing—
like poison,
hallucinatory and stomach-churning