61.

Match.com profile:

Looking for empirical girl

interested in quality,

preferably biology major.

Hopefully very apt at

empathizing with birds

and anything thus trite.

Willing to find character

in anything tangible

and anything poppy.

Ready to admit the irony

when satire is flung. 

Okay with 

red

blue

white

and green

tangent flags.

Ready, as Hemingway so mortally was

to seek refuge in sense.

This is not a poem.

60.

The

dull 

white of a National Geographic 

bat

would be how

I would say your face was,

For that moment I remember.

I mention "bat" specifically because

it was against a 

black 

background

but I mention "specifically" because

no one besides 

us would fully understand

how black that ground actually was (

with dull smoke rising in the distance)

My used-Nissan headlights were dull that night

(as they bore fully into the melanin of your body)

,

and back into the retina of mine. I remember few freckles,

even though you have many:

(I know now).

Since, We have faded. We have faded. We have faded.

Into true tracks for each

your's by generational means 

of illusion

and mine by generational means 

of allusion.

One day, I will discover.

You never will.

59.

Never has anyone,
just themselves,
told me silly for hiding under my blanket every night.

58.

I was 1 in '92
8 in '99 and
20 in 20-12.

We were the first to find
Facebook
and last to have a childhood.

"He is the leader of the class"
my kindergarten teacher once
told my mom,
"Everyone loves him."

In theory I am not a leader,
and never will be.
Leaders lead by touch
and by breath.
As unlost as my generation now is
( )?

57.

Bleak in our face
by Dionysis said far gone,
gone beyond
but we pursue.

We follow brags of brags of kings.
Fish forever,
from streams of iron
from streams of pois.

poisson du leu
poisson de leu
poisson et cheval
hahah gone for communes
lack points to find
I've finally lost myself.

56.

Give.
Help.
Please.

55.

Beened throughest thened fall times
Havingness disintegrations for my mote
I waitingness vote you outer than any before
and waitly findning rationsing at the door

fifty five waiting 4 12 at the clock '
dailylight savings at my mock
ive been sheened fully through
shes never sheed through to you
but 4 12 on the clock theres no end
that shee'l stop.
and retort there will be
bout kony 12 you see
and weakness ill get
through weakness ill get
through weakness ill get
ive been given weight bet
you don't seem much to see
the full burden on me
ripping through towards the light
ripping through towards the slight
of my life you will be
till you fault none but thee.