OKAY I BELIEVE YOU, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS DIE

i

i'm like your body in the sea

ii

glory (sic)

your heartbeata victimyou weren't yourself

everything quiethis hands subside

iii

overcoats just waitingi won't let you die

iv

other handsome boys breathing

v

the wasting coast > my body > your shoulder

safe and slow

vi

move

picture your white bones

you are your roomi am my age

vii

water leaks from the walland aches

the playground concretetorrential love

waitwe age

viii

the demands of your clothesthe smell of your buttons

your scared mouth

ix

you will forget the watch you wear

i'd rather not

“my body”

x

sweetheart,constantly impossible

i live

keep us common

xi

let me calm your tongue, love, in the shallows of god's west. it is a risk in the morning. the salt of mountains behind your lips. the morning months travel nowhere. come fast and alone. i am old underneath. i am water underneath. i need you underneath. and one hundred foot dreams.