(2016)
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
we are nearly always a world which almost
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally