* a
constellation is forming *
here
*
i bleed today out of place
wild mild
pink flowers under snow
i haven’t slept spring is here
Storm Grey and exhausted
somewhere between here and daylight
Study of the sublime (within reason)
Revolutionary love of flowers
a sea of moments
grey sky i missed you
plainness
momently and after dark
where the elements reign
spring is here i have not slept my winter sleep
suddenly a lot good to know you are there
and then I remember you can actually smell rain
bear in mind there are metals in the river
luna; milk exposed
i do not bleed i give milk
in the fading light you hold out some stones
whole trees a forest intimidation
surface tension i know you
my island name she photographs the moon
the light turns coppery he tries to say goodbye still they stand the mountains
i drink another cup of bland tea rain doesn’t stop amorous movements weather bound coming closer gravity pulls
precious metals and body organs collide collapse cutting open mending back together flowers are blooming in the graveyard
the moon rises slowly
metallic conversations and forgotten understandings
the possibilities of light and (darkness falls)
cherry tree in full bloom next day I go to it to find it bare
my love for cherry blossoms makes me freeze
nowadays somehow even so
obsessions with archipelagos
i remember marble couples
a
constellation of
stars
so
a
far
w
a
y
from each
other
words and images by brodie sim & linda bolsakova