I, I, I, I, I (Declarations 1)

I can live forever for the next five months

I found another page from the burned Frankenstein paperback

I am already constantly grieving the cleanliness, beauty, and comfort

I want to get a kite and fly it from the parking lot at Canarsie Pier

I extracted three staples from a London Plane Tree

I do remember a lot not everything

I am sitting on the patio with hanging plants and thinking

I rush to let go

I am devoted to my world

I believe in you

I am making music videos in my eyes

I can summon frog chorus to my ears

I love watching the river

I accidentally knock it down and need to realign the sections

I hear it all while I’m asleep

I follow a cute wooden plank path

I find out he knows her personally

I am trusted to drive a SUV

I take a pic on my phone

I am putting some of my clothes on

I feel lightheaded

I walk in and hear a number

I do not know the context

I just sit down with a book and read

I was greeted graciously by the night

I eat my way out of my old self daily

I am in a house

I should make the rules

I am full of love and imperious

I break all spells

I found a golden acorn

I thought my approach was completely appropriate

I told him where I was

I put my sunglasses back in the case

I sing along

I demonstrate a shape with my nail

I am sitting in the grass

I pet her head

I made it

I simply slipped away

I look down at the canal

I could do something now

I go to the sink to wash my hands

I guess we are eating here

I look at piles

I find myself going back

I write with dripping wet hair

I was searching for a way to turn it off

I said I was in her yoga class

I could see through the dark

I can more clearly sense the contours of my mind

I have my preferences

I, I, I, I, I (Declarations 2)

I do not know how to get there gently

I kiss the moon at midnight once a year

I inhale the osmanthus until I become lightheaded

I drive past the Carvana tower rising against god majesty sky

I have been hard at work identifying species

I can hear them gurgling through the wall

I saw a single googly eye on the burl

I sweep dust from the gazebo I go to in my mind

I felt his chest swell with air

I collected sweet potato peels

I always make it beautiful

I surrender to the self-immolating bird of my heart

I watch orange light wash birch trees

I hum

I do laundry while the wind howls

I see a cloud that looks like an angel

I see a cloud that looks like a heart

I peer through a wrought iron gate

I see myself reflected in a fractured tv screen

I see my hands as two

I admire shapes the snow makes

I consider the distance

I appreciate the word ‘wintry’

I send a song

I step around a cat on the stairs

I wonder how accurately visions are translated into words

I place the gold rings carefully

I undergo an excruciating process

I capture the pink light within my hands and raise it to my face

I point out the similarities

I extract essence from memory

I watch you stir the soup with a wooden spoon

I say dreams dashed to pieces fall into the river

I notice the earth’s rotation despite everything

I wonder how long it will take

I am not dancing in the sad world

I hear rain scribble facts about animals

I have kept a seat for you

I wait

I perform kleptomancy by casting stolen items out onto a beach towel in a parking lot

I am auriferous

I see two white ribbon eels streak across the night sky

I want to be like this forever sometimes

I Go to Sleep to Smell a Rose

Cold spring water
pours unceasingly
just like the moon
when hail strikes the skylight
and becomes a keyboard
clacking away
in my dream
where sticky events
release snowflake effluvia
when a rusty planet
turns me into a fool
reciting poetry
over the phone