Heat Study
Fragile peonies grow from newfound subdermal magma.
The gentlest wind rustles the petals into a swarm, rendering mirrors useless.
This heart is a frog, and God invented both boiling and proverbs.
But what blame can be assigned for creation, for states of matter?
No, one cannot hate God for trying to erase the pain of existence.
But Psalm 23 has no effect on me because yea, as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I know that He created the valley, and, in His sovereign ty, led me to it.
Yet I will never be Ivan Karamazov
—
I am not nearly as selfless.
But I feel that family like a conflagration in my DNA, something sensual and blinding and powerful in the phosphate backbones, as if a great seal is breaking, and a temple …show more content…
Here, then, is a list of things I still know: heat
(heat so wet it drowns, heat that speaks lightning, heat that precludes speech, heat that absolves, heat that names, heat that covers, heat that tries, heat that severs, heat like a fat assassin, heat like a bullet train, heat like a wrecking ball, heat like a eulogy, heat of demagogues, heat of pantheons, heat of dust and of nations, the rhyming heat of bo dy cartography, the iron heat of inner thighs pressed to cheeks, the fairy heat of sleeping close to the one you love).
Tell God to remind me that there is heat everywhere, only less in some places than others.
Cure for Several Ailments, Including Perh aps Loneliness
Let an introvert love you.
She need not be pretty or kind.
She need not even be warm.
She must, however, sing bioluminescence in moth form, sing inherence as the wings leave her mouth.
Before or after you make love, rest your head on her n arrow bare back as she lies there, head turned away from
Fragile peonies grow from newfound subdermal magma.
The gentlest wind rustles the petals into a swarm, rendering mirrors useless.
This heart is a frog, and God invented both boiling and proverbs.
But what blame can be assigned for creation, for states of matter?
No, one cannot hate God for trying to erase the pain of existence.
But Psalm 23 has no effect on me because yea, as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I know that He created the valley, and, in His sovereign ty, led me to it.
Yet I will never be Ivan Karamazov
—
I am not nearly as selfless.
But I feel that family like a conflagration in my DNA, something sensual and blinding and powerful in the phosphate backbones, as if a great seal is breaking, and a temple …show more content…
Here, then, is a list of things I still know: heat
(heat so wet it drowns, heat that speaks lightning, heat that precludes speech, heat that absolves, heat that names, heat that covers, heat that tries, heat that severs, heat like a fat assassin, heat like a bullet train, heat like a wrecking ball, heat like a eulogy, heat of demagogues, heat of pantheons, heat of dust and of nations, the rhyming heat of bo dy cartography, the iron heat of inner thighs pressed to cheeks, the fairy heat of sleeping close to the one you love).
Tell God to remind me that there is heat everywhere, only less in some places than others.
Cure for Several Ailments, Including Perh aps Loneliness
Let an introvert love you.
She need not be pretty or kind.
She need not even be warm.
She must, however, sing bioluminescence in moth form, sing inherence as the wings leave her mouth.
Before or after you make love, rest your head on her n arrow bare back as she lies there, head turned away from