yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what

man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly

something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet

being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest

excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal

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…

unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,

yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you

the very idea that i could be

of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,

simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation