Eye wake up in a construct. Eye lay on my
bed and sweat. Eye replay final moments. Eye try to
picture her face. Eye program a future version of myself
to remember it, slick with seawater, ringed with wet hair.
Eye go to a little shop where they sell machines
that keep you up. Eye lay the crumpled body next
to a convenience store. Eye place the organs in separate
aluminum trays. Eye stand on the street like every car
belongs to her. Eye Know. It doesn’t matter what Eye
say to the recording device. Nothing can save the face
blowing across the face. Eye drink too much before the
game. Eye can’t walk to the end of the block.
Eye turn around and hear a voice. Eye smash my
face into a neck. Eye try to sleep there for
a night. Eye never open the envelope marked C. Eye
wonder what he’s like in bed. Eye erase her from
the poem about the dark. Eye stretch my arm through
brainwork’s shadowy circuits. Eye bum around on couches for a
month. Eye tell them nothing about my life. Eye hear
the words outside at night. Eye plan to be another
shadow in the body of a deer. Eye come out
of BART with headphones and no memory. Eye wake up
in a grocery store. Eye wander to a map. Eye
wander through the rain. In my dreams, Eye have the
same problems. Eye live in an empty carcass. Eye work
in a cloud. Eye can’t slow down the shadow process.
Eye can’t go to sleep. Eye go down on the
breeze. The breeze is wet. Eye taste sea urchin and
spit. Eye can never touch the same breast twice. Eye
can never revisit our forest. Eye touch a night machine
in the shape of a woman. She can only stay
for a moment. Eye put her face inside a bed.
She sucks my nipple while Eye sleep. Eye see the
dead part in everything, shining and dull. Its hands are
raised like it’s begging for food. It gives me my
third drink for free. Eye erase her from the poem
about the park. Eye can’t cope with waves that help
me sleep. Eye have cruel dreams. Eye buy noodles at
midnight. Eye arrive at a bar like one who can
mimic. Eye pause in the mirror. Eye make things up
to disappear. She spends too long talking and Eye get
lonely. My brains are dripping on a wood bench. Eye
say green bunnies to protect us from the silence we
make. There are glass windows all around love. Eye tell
her nothing about my life. Eye feel like sex with
an android on television. Eye beat the shit out of
the steering wheel. Eye think of others washing their hands
in a cold dark beam. Eye can’t decipher the code.
It was written on a napkin. Eye touch my hard-on.
Eye step back outside. Eye hear the voice that shifts
