2016
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
bring me things to break myself upon till
love does not beat on doors, beg at tables. it is always
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
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