Notebook Fragments

I struggled not to make my interaction "Someday, I Will Learn To Love Adam Stone" because I feel that is most of my poems these days. Instead, I took a different concept from Ocean Vuong's Night Sky With Exit Wounds. He has a poem called "Notebook Fragments" which contains a series of stanzas that might be from different poems he was working on an collaged together.

This poem contains stanzas from interactions with Ocean's book, as well as other drafts of interactions that I ended up not using.

The title is not related to Ocean's book, but from a story about adjective order in English writing and, specifically, JRR Tolkien's work, that keeps popping up in my Facebook feed this week.

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The Green Great Dragon
Adam Stone

No more writing
about speaking or silence

Nothing that has
disappeared was stolen

Yes --
        skin is an organ
Yes --
        an organ is also
        an instrument
Yes nerves
Yes chords
Yes --
        tickling is not just
       for keys
Yes --
       laughter is music
Sure

if the events we forget of
order in they happened No
which absolved we will not be

The frequency beneath breath
is common in the language
where i was raised

It's not about what you owe but
how often you owe still

Yes --
       there is accidental
      consent
No --
      it does not lead to
     forgiveness
     an omission of yes

)here is a list of
all the dead celebrities
you were sure would outlive you(

Stop always writing
about what you want
to forget

Burying your loss too close to the surface
attracts predators