(2013)
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
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
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
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
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet