(2014)
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
just start over not so much like anything was particularly