(2014)
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
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
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
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
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