(2014)
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
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
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
we are nearly always a world which almost
let’s put all the stupid things in a pile and call them “love” or “worry” or
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
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