excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
bring me things to break myself upon till
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
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