itenary

pages and pages and names and replies

you come back home.

welcome back, home

old sunglasses,

the alternative sun, 

"skies are different everywhere"

so am I

so be it if I can

explode

flick on

off

on

off

until 

one of us dies 

(would that be off?)

mind escapes romance (I love you too. I don't)

disguised lovers

linguistic orgies

your egg-shelled heart

my liquid affairs

with cities

skipping continents

the process

is a treacherous disposition 

but I'm home

like a dust

like a dust

finding the brims of a desk

to rest on

waiting for the wind

to carry beyond

the process entails sedation

it is pushing

birth

is pushing.