2016
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
we are nearly always a world which almost
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible