Listed

Love is horribly

Hard it’s never

How we think

It should be

And there’s the

Thing “should” there’s

No thing to

Love or even

No thing to

Linking but love

Boy get this

You might be

Famous and you

Might be somebody

But you’re nobody

Until listed period

Infinity Plus 1

Imagine

Me thinking

About it

Imagine me thinking about it thinking about

Absolutely

What then

Infinity

Or infinity

Plus 1

Regentrificación

And yet you

Know that it’s

About our third

And that maybe

What hasn’t happened

Has before before

And that there

In that silence

Something new born

Idea: equal/good

And that began

All this called

Quiet re gentrification

Knock yourselves out!

GodNoIWasDrunk

Do any of

You know what

It’s like to

Let life go

It’s a dark silence

Absence of laughter

Absence of glee

Absence of anything

Remotely curiously normal

Yet there in

That incubus that

Hothouse of thought

Spawned ideas of

Baldwin and Stoppard

That may be

Love was simpler

Than we thought

That maybe just

Maybe love was

Just simply love

Here

I hear children

Around me giggles

Of people that

They know not

That I am

I am nothing

But they those

Giggles are but

God’s laughter here