(2014)
I pay no attention to the forecast… I just blend into the weather. Was it not clever to attempt to tether our pleasures together
Dreams are escape from the undergr… I overdose and write it down— Reality comes From all around; Look at this pretty flower I’ve f…
Potential is the moulted skin of a snake in jest— laced with the plastic tatters
....And as my nicked up, nostalgia… soul gets down on its knobby knees… And prepares to transcend the igno… and dive into the whitest light...… It SCREAMS—
Unless they want them to bake and… In the nuclear waves of this fake… To decay in a world their parents… Oh, to be young, and truly afraid. So fuck Fukushima and ignore the…
Thrusting a screw driver through the heart of bliss, Dropping out slowly is harder than you think— A wish in the well
Death is not an option like it was when I was young, But that old familiar noose still ties a knot around my tongue… Strangling the letters
There is a lot more or less to this than you think. Lure into legend
I’m waiting for the smuggler’s moo… Until then, I just want to deliqu… turn off my bed and sleep in my T… And dream of walking on grass ever… before it all slips away in a conc…
As in The ice petals of an orchid challenging an entire glacier comprised of all that enchanted the very same seed from which
How many times can I say I love t… Pull the tarp off of the sun. I need to learn.
the animals and bugs are my though… crawling and sliding and writhing, running and screaming everywhere in every direction—wherever they w… all at once.
When security is lax that’s when you move. They say you can run but you can’t hide— but you know the truth:
The blender of time has utilized my face as a map to find its way back home. Discombobulation
Sidewalk prison for an innocent ro… All creatures bow to the almighty… Only the brave attempt the other s… For home is divided by the conveni… and greed of an ignorant unciviliz…