(2013)
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
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
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
bring me things to break myself upon till
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
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