dialogue raze her: throwing knives at a map of the world. this is where we came in. a body is a brand new vehicle, bible thick and paper thin. you spend all your life trying to wear it down, but it's got ideas of its own that you're not privy to. poor you. him: i'm naked as the day that brought you blind to me. something plucked out your deepest eyes. someone cut the capsized skin loose from my calloused hands. i've been missing things i should have thrown away instead of storing them in the basement of my mind. her and him together: the blood stays on the blade. 140611 ... raze her: i've got your nameless seasons in the sun in a bag. i've capsized every one of them. they will not be righted or repaired. ask another question if you're brave enough, and get an answer soaked in vinegar and soapy water. don't all explanations look like that? what are you looking at? him: i was lost in your kaleidoscope. there was something vivid in its cylinder giving me a tactile kind of rope to tie around the two-way mirrors i call my eyes. in that reflection, i was another person. i could have held you hard enough to break your heart in two. but that ain't you. her and him together: let down your light. i'm not your baby. haven't you heard? "never" means "maybe". 140625 what's it to you? who go blather from