(2015)
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
bring me things to break myself upon till
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
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter