(2015)
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
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
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no