Box That's just life, you say as you wrap things in old news paper, a constant movement we both smile. a constant movement. oh look, in June 7th 2001 a group of exotic birds escaped from the city zoo, I say looking at the old paper. I bet they didn't take any boxes with them, … Continue reading Box

Tired Heart still beating we lay side by side with the minimal touch of foot as if to say "Hey I like touching you, but it's too hot" that's ok we both give a little wiggle to our toes to confirm breathing sweaty tired heart slowing down you get up to drink water and I … Continue reading Tired

Dozen I fill my pockets with them 4 in my pants 6 in my jacket (4 in side, 2 in front) then I take 2 in my hat I never go out without poems I scatter them around as I make my rounds around the town one to the bartender one for the past lovers … Continue reading Dozen

Slow Slow down for a moment slow down yes yes like that can you hear? that's your heart beating the woodpecker behind the rib cage can you feel it? that's your breath the wind moving through your body going in and coming out let the sun speak to you let the wind touch you let … Continue reading Slow

Little Not the explosion of a start a billion light years away Not the battle of tectonic plates slaming against each other like angry rams Not when ocean open its mouth to take in the depressive cities maddened by productivity Nor god's death ah no no you know how to survive all these ah but … Continue reading Little

Big Not for the power not for the money not for the fame For everything that is big that is infinite The ocean The desert The sky The universe and Love. for everything that is ever expanding Everything reminds me how little I am. Peyman 10.21.16 Washington, D.C.

Squeeze I was never the morning type nor liked eating breakfast But I always liked walking around in my boxers on saturday mornings feeling the hardwood floor with my barefoot laugh at my hangover feel the heat coming through the window squeeze you oranges and watch you smile at me, still in bed your face … Continue reading Squeeze

I am always nervous when I need to ask someone to move out so I can pee. Flight A flight could be your mother holding you after years of solitude. or a heartless job that eats your soul or warm sand that touches your toes or your grandfather's dead body lovers tears and the nostalgia … Continue reading Flight

Escape It was winter and cold and you never thought I'll write this story, when you ripped your clothes and yelled out of window. We were naked and mad you wanted out your body was damaged and you were hallucinating on dope. Lost Scared In pain and death looked better than anything you had seen. … Continue reading Escape

Relax Just staying alive is too much This being you is too much your true you your party you Mother you Lover you Father you Friend you Professional you all of these yous too much too much Relax Bad things will happen. That's just life You'll forget to eat the avocado (You'll fall behind your … Continue reading Relax