(2014)
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
bring me things to break myself upon till
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
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