#2013
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
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like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
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.
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high