the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely

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

life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no

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

liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem

better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally

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

here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i

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

bring me things to break myself upon till