(2014)
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
we are nearly always a world which almost
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
you’ve been invited, stupid asshol… to remember things differently, wh… it means to be human, even. dumb shit, you’ll always let someone el… handle it, whatever always happens
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious