2016
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
i keep smiling forgetting to remember to stop myself.
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
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…
I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
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