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

unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,

i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.

may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky

no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing

here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i

got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.

god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time

being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest