The Neural Firings of the Eternal Starlet
They love me
this means I'm beautiful
because they love me
I'll always be beautiful
as long as they love me
I'll always be
because I'm beautiful
this means they love me
as long as I'm beautiful
I'm always becoming
because I'm starving
to be beautiful always
in love with the hunger
that proves I'm beautiful
because I am trying
to be less and more beautiful
with each pill I am taking
to become the one radiating
their love even as my life
dissolves.
poem by Matt Mullins
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Corporeal
This flesh is
as we conceive
each sparkling pin
of sunlight filling
our cupped palms'
gift of the red
hand-pump's cool
water spilled here
in sleepy summer's park
before our very eyes
our lips, and tasting it
we know at last, need
and the wet bones of our
bare feet, the promise
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