(2014)
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
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
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
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