(2015)
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
we are nearly always a world which almost
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything