yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
bring me things to break myself upon till
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy