if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost

if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time

STEP BACK! There’s an infection you’ll get if you come any closer. It will open your eyes through the crust

liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem

yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you

the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely

bring me things to break myself upon till

was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that

shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear.  what will happen.

root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live