(2015)
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
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
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use