(2013)
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost