(2013)
bring me things to break myself upon till
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i