better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally

so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes

i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing

just start over not so much like anything was particularly

just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not

the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely

like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead

does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you

every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which

we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…

no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing

bring me things to break myself upon till