(2014)
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
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
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
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