(2013)
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts