(2014)
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
you’ve been invited, stupid asshol… to remember things differently, wh… it means to be human, even. dumb shit, you’ll always let someone el… handle it, whatever always happens
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