(2014)
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs