“It is by an extreme capacity for defiance that certain unusual people who have everything to hope and everything to fear from one another, will always recognize one another.”

— Andre Breton,“Nadja”


You make me think of happiness

and that can’t come

too late nor be disqualified

with too long a wait.


Being dissolved into something complete and great

a kinda fate

a bed

where we sleep entwined

like the number 8.

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