we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…

yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what

liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem

just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not

first fruits hardly a handful, the garden

webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always

man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly

STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust

if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost

every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which

this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless

yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you