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

the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely

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

Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.

I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…

of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery

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

better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally

so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes

of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,

yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is

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