(2014)
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
we are nearly always a world which almost
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.