it will always be there.
there will always be some way
for you to become more aware
of your mortality.
...
there are still
foundations of trusses
decaying and weathered.
the mangled skeleton
...
Love Is
great
when it is there, constant
and sweet tingling torture
when it is
away
and when it is gone
forever
it stays. –
a fart
refusing to vanish
in that goddamn wind.