Cathedral of our City of the Angels, Los Angeles, 03.01.14 - Morality poem (for Alessandro)

Cathedral of our City of the Angels, Los Angeles, 03.01.14 - Morality poem (for Alessandro)

I have like 2% health in this conversation so if you say something crazy it’ll kill me.
When bad things happen i tend to write myself a poem about it and hope that makes it ok rather than confront what it might mean
I'm still here and the poem's still happening
Beyond the view of crossroads ringed with breath
her death appeared, knowing her so lovingly
O death you’re not supposed to be here
I hurt you and you leave
“Welcome to your Cathedral.
Please observe a spirit of reverence
in “this house of prayer for all peoples.”
No food or drink inside.
Turn off cell phones and pagers.
Thank you & God bless you.”
America is the place where I feel free >(^^)>
2bhonest in love with someone on the other side of the thing (technology)
but otherwise happy.
I can't believe I was sick out your car in the parking lot
in the house of prayer for all peoples
Repentance makes your face so messy.
I imagine all sorts of space and time as a cathedral, non-symmetrical
the walls are covered with me.
I love the idea of people listening to poetry and agreeing with it
Individual confession at the expense of collective action
Poetry that stirs the heartstrings
Teardrops in the snow
At the chinese restaurant you asked me how do you compare emotions
and idk
like Tarot cards, maybe
you trade them and you go.

u can stop talking to me on messenger now
Kill the anger. Kill the grief
Repress me ☆☆☆