(2015)
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
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…