![]() | ![]() Lori Lubeski 5. inside the envelope could be the cash or a tedious message intended to reduce you to a body in satiation spirits glow but indeed an unmarked exit on the turnpike has led me to you where I must confront this internal chatter you have reminded me of parked cars on a strip of desert we once located horizon in a telescope but now must reach even further into our own exact location systems and avoid damage at all costs display concerns next to your pillow I plead to sleep at your house while the matter freezes over your lap within minutes has forgotten to discuss privacy nearly darkness evading this glow of certain priorities in the body escaped no melting water or burning sun on front steps the land you call eternal marked only by traces of faint reaction to lighting divided sky nurtures compression of skull inside corners petty theft of flag waving can't persuade you to stop thinking about the journey you belong to wait on tables of picnicking citizens in the mood for a dark story Lori Lubeski Index |