(2014)
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
we are nearly always a world which almost
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
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