Get It How You Live It

This century will not heal with the fields
The land will heal when it wants
Your agony reminds me of mine. Can we talk?
Sibling of the Book, I hope you’re doing well

There are times when I look above
and beyond but I do not see

Obsolete Political Technology

I’m at the intersection
of two competing
spiritual events
and the moon
is rising the hill

You Pass Through Me

Blood that collects the surface
Blood that jewels
the thick skin of Reality
I protected
my personal quality of horror
in order maintain its mysticism
A good girl
can only be one thing
a Good girl
Sometimes to sleep
you have to
become Ancient
I felt so much
pleasure
the molecules
convulsed around me
And well, I felt
so much pleasure
when you cried
When I made you cry
When I let you make me cry

Which way is north
and to what tower
The one that sees
The one that sees

Chariot Wish is a poet living in New York. They are an associate editor at Wonder Press and editor at Amygdala Journal.