“You see, I am a great tragedy of love really. Once consumed of an extraordinary person, that is to say, I was once consumed extraordinarily. True love has both destroyed and contained me.”

“the table needs you”

“the way my heart, having known / you, will continue to echo cavernously / even after your love is chiseled out / from the other crevices of me: / my mind, my soul, my fingernails, etc.”