FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

short,
stolen moments,
i write, have placed so much weight
like baggage
of emotions in my mind

too heavy, i do not dare
lifting it with my own
fuckin' finger

but i am a very hardheaded
humanoid,
always forgetting, from now,
then hence, and then
tomorrow,
and missing what i had stolen
i turn back and begin again,
as though
nothing happened

i kiss a black spider and shall die
a hundred deaths

mfr.....