(2014)
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.