if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord
i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father
avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies
peering into your eyes i am trying to understand you hoping to know you a little better with each glance when the world is mad
this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
it was never my intention to clip… i was only trying to take a feathe… so that i would have something to… after you flew away
I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly
after nineteen years she thinks of him as a fart something to air out
i know that you miss me we were happy together and i don’t ever want you to forget i want to always be there
coiled in a moment of wonder to ponder the venom of his existen… remembering every instance that he prepared himself to strike with no recollection of hatching
(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life
it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
