(2015)
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
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
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
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
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
we are nearly always a world which almost
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live