(2014)
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
you’ve been invited, stupid asshol… to remember things differently, wh… it means to be human, even. dumb shit, you’ll always let someone el… handle it, whatever always happens
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation