- Gary Hunter
Life after Earth - Sept. 15, 2020
who knows what we become
after leaving here but I'll bet we won't laugh as hard love as breathlessly forgive so awkwardly or weep as deeply as we do now
who knows what we become
after leaving here but I'll bet we won't laugh as hard love as breathlessly forgive so awkwardly or weep as deeply as we do now
like doll plastic the face shines eyes sealed the body posture is not sleep fully clothed it lies at attention in the perfect receptacle for unmotivated discharge so many ways to read death no trans
no such thing as a botched attempt to love its splendor is its awkwardness its stock rises with a stumble it rattles the consciousness of routine makes it strangely fresh and first-time even its failu
I can almost see your soft spots we all have them like a newborn’s but no longer physical hidden on your infant body of emotion yielding vulnerable naked untouched the innocent areas oh don’t