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​
i am still a river
you are still stone

how i wish instead to be the canyon

to bypass a lifetime
of carving myself
into you

to exist in cyclic stasis

to have already proved
the persistence of my love

kcg; september 15, 2023

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you are a sign 
semiotic 
your body the foundation
to which i find myself anchored

my discourse has found in you
the audience for which 
i had been singing 

lover, hear me 
i, too, am singing 

kcg; c. 2016

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do you remember

when you breathed
into me 

languid and luxurious 
and languageless love 

and i knew 

and i felt you
​feel us

become

kcg; august 17, 2021

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on the table next to my door
there is a roller ball 
deodorant-esque 
"pure natural relief" 
cbd salve

it is accompanied by a stoic 
counterpart
mundanely statuesque
if such a thing can be said
of a lint roller
untouched as of yet, i might add

i dont know why tonight
my gaze can only find 
these most unlikely yet cliché of omens
-- one to take away the excess
and one to take away the pain 
tools i possess but do not use 
-- untouched as of yet 

kcg; september 28, 2020  

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you make my heart shake 
the pull of you will not keep away from me
i am going down in spirals
writing poetry in my head in bed as i lay beside you
i told you i can't feel my body and that's not strictly true 
its my "i love you" eyes way of telling you 
you make me feel like nothing and no one else has
how ironic
for so long i have wanted to understand the meaning and mechanism of a muse 
to take a continuous sip of beauty and allow it to pour out of me 
lacking not shape but direction
not form but function 
and here
i have found 
my light
my color 
​my you

kcg; c. April 2020

​​Untitled #8 

you have made me
a lover of details

of in-between moments 
the look before a word
and after

i am reading 
between your lines

whose boundaries i never 
knew 
and never cared to

kcg; c. 2016

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i love the way 
you

your body
curl into me

not so much
a folding
as a fitting

in to(o)
done without 
question

no fear re:
rejection 

i envy your
ability of automatic
assumption 

the knowing 
of the earth's early
knowledge

oh oracle
remind me

that i will 
always be
here
my love

i will always
be

even when 
earth is 
not

i am
here 

i will be
(y)our only
home

kcg; c. 2021

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Woman proclaiming
BEACH BOUND
as you shuffle through
indifferent train doors
to an indifferent day
​
is there anything
more poignant

you are bound for dark
days
the sun does not  
touch here
no salted wind 
and warmed water
​
beneath this grit masquerading
as sand
you will find
your only commonality:
the messes others leave
behind

kcg; c. 2016

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dead armadillo 
i looked at you while you looked at nothing 
do we become what we experience? 
someone told me once 
your last thought becomes
your everlasting echo of existence
undulating through this
endless expanding void
the things we experience inform
what experienced is being 
i am stretched thin while you are stretched 
to endlessness

kcg; c. 2016

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this sadness will last forever 

but more importantly this sadness has always lasted forever 

there was and will not be a forever in which the sadness wasn't

in which it did not already exist and

outlast whatever forever thinks it is

our universe was born out of pain 

and so are we 

it will end                                                perhaps
in pain 

and perhaps so do we

kcg; 2022

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i admire people
who proudly live
their tiny lives
what must it be
like
not the size
but the pride

kcg; april 15, 2021

Haiku #4

sing heart: OM TAT SAT
i am the sacred substance
know i am the ash

​kcg; c. 2020

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there is so much sky
if only I could touch it

the baby blue I wish
my soul was

i see it in slivers
patches on my face

the only designated space
in me for light to fall

i am so much sky
if only you could touch it
​
as if it weren’t another
way of pretending

not to be
empty

kcg; c. 2017

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​All I really want is
Nothing
And really that’s not right
I must be tired
Or something 
No one wants nothing
I don’t mean nothing like
An empty room with
Not even a ray of sunshine
I mean I am that
Sunshine
A beautiful nothing
Take and need nothing
Who thinks about
Sunshine
Unless to complain of its absence
Which nothing
Which nothing do you want?

kcg; c. 2017

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We are two bodies of water
Nebulous boundaries
Sometimes overflowing but
Often drained
 
Two bodies of water
Always controlled
Except when nature asks
For rain and rage
 
Deep with secrets
Only revealed when surface
Roughed by drought or disaster
Flesh stripped away

kcg; c. 2016