(2014)
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people