they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
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
i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
the very idea that i could be
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high