I see all these hands that I fall though. I fall through her, into kisses, into her arms and out of them again, into my mother, over and over again down and down again. Tumbling.
It was just a laugh… I take them out again to dinner, their skin and love, their likes of being, over and over again
I like the song by Radiohead “decks dark”. Because I can feel it as it is. Running with Gavin, talking to him on the phone. My sister, my uncle, my mother.
“whatever you say it is”
Love that line.
I have to look back and all these things are bigger than the things that you can ever think of.. and Thom Yorke goes one way with his music and it is the opposite I do with my poetry.
I want to feel it. I want you to feel it.