(2013)
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
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…
like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
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
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
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
the very idea that i could be
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