(2014)
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
bring me things to break myself upon till
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
the very idea that i could be
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center