(2015)
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…
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
why is nothing i can do now. where it went. what that echo means, if anything
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.