STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust

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

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

my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible

shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear.  what will happen.

like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time

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

does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you

Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.

got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.

i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing