airpor\t spontaneity

lines worn in beneath feet

the pull to grind heels in even 

harder

when there’s no cycle of 

disinhibition

anything can happen along

the scaffold of a route

or direction or gig

the richness of exp

that swells around

the gig 

_temporary_interruption_ 

_disruption_of_hyperegulated_ 

_pattern_recog_

the quiet moments curled up

in b/w all the intended ones 

submerge w/n creek membrane 

sitting @ the gate

coated in yr ebb

that feeling [sudden]

the ways in which 

the /crack/ of 

roadside dust feels 

beneath my feet

2 be marked by something 

larger than myself 

external—external 

biologic—geologic 

systems that witness

time w/ seismic veins 

v. muscle aperture 

some part of me thinks 

i’ll live forever

not counting sand

no scarcity of pieces 

running in b/w fingers

liquid metal 

highlights each 

opening

nervous about making it back 

i don’t swim too far out

but today i swim out

far enough to see

the unfurling of the

shoreline

R hook / pastel movie sets 

just a glimpse 

another kind of life

satisfied w/

one type of motion

rise & fall / approach & recede 

roll / bend & crash

i’ve never really thought about 

owning property

& as an abolitionist

/ LAND BACK /

i don’t

the very idea of needing 

to be somewhere forever 

is so....disturbing

i crave the heave of an engine 

hot groans of the pavement 

throttling thru unlivable

yet gorgeous terrain

shed layers + exhale 

across unknowable 

maps

now a few xtra 

stretches of space b/w 

rib /cage

when i make it past

the violence of TSA 

it’s freeing to be 

anonymous

@ the gate 

everyone going 

somewhere

waiting on

stretched leather

overlook jetbridge

& release glitch_stop

to the next place

shoulders fall back

maybe one of

the flight attendants

is gay & doesn’t become 

annoyed when i ask

for a coffee refill

wanting to stay sharp

in those

quiet, disconnected 

moments

just theta waves

& full body simu

motion & at rest

time dilates

miles @ a time

indulge in the possibility

of it all

for awhile i took on

Xs fear of flying

but realized it wasn’t the 

hurtling but the lead up

TSA eyeing my many 

metallic cocks

& golden skin

like a loaded gun

but

if i blow up the airport

it would take so much longer

to get everywhere

meet someone on tour 

& _immediacy_

if u don’t like each other 

it doesn’t matter

bc u leave the next day 

but—what if you do?

sahar says ppl come into

yr life for A Reason, A Season, 

Or A Lifetime

+ then

break down

the invisible lines

that hold us back

from naming

what we want

saturated in idk

attaining the future?

appearance of unruly formations 

far beyond the end of

fwd facing perspective

all lines pt towards the horizon 

////||||||\\\\\////___——

i hv a hard time saying no 

to a gig

honestly it's enough to get me 

pretty much anywhere

sink into

collection of quiet moments 

b/w constant

shutter eye clicks

breath quick

slip through

digital border

heartbass heavy

behind eardrum

sink in2

stretched leather 

let the adrenalin 

recede & overlook 

the gateway’s 

fissure in restraint