(2013)
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
shall we turn down the covers, crawl inside? find there a place that’s been waiting for us, a vortex of sorts
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
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