The PDF File Says Otherwise, My Love
by Eusebius
"Everything is good to send, My Love."
"The copies will be sent to you autonomously. I thought you do understand?"
"I do, but I wanted to have a different reason to explain..."
./but stop/.
Skin moves closely
She realizes the outside, I suppose,
because the calligraphy in the sky draws something else
Her pregnant pause is in my mind
It's over. Nevermind.
I crawl back to my desk with thoughts of tearing eyelashes out
and eating them 4 by 1. Crouched naked in the corner of the wall - exasperating. Eyes wide open; pupils gone to where no man has seen before. Bodies mind the distance between what is meant to come and what the PDF file's permissive will grabbed in a downbeat.
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
