(2013)
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
the very idea that i could be
here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
let’s put all the stupid things in a pile and call them “love” or “worry” or
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy