(2013)
thank humanity for beer, if nothing else whatsoever.
the very idea that i could be
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
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
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest