(2014)
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i
bring me things to break myself upon till
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
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