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writing on my love doesn’t feel as good as writing on my love * of love there isn’t enough off love there is a single letter difference is a bedmate a stubbed toe and a betrayal when you find your bedmate f’ing someone else toe slamming into furniture that is yours but feels foreign … Continue reading
will you be mine the days are getting shorter each time i look at my watch which doesn’t work as well as it did when it did when i was less long like a maple tree being born from a single shoot that fell off quite unfortunate during a storm railing like me when i’m … Continue reading
it starts by not starting just a build up of little things like the atoms that create the universe but didn’t give you the sight to see that corner there or the words to say you can’t stay and really need to go or mistaking a tv for a window and the summer sun as the … Continue reading
the gods are alone up there and to become a god you must become alone where others pray to be in your company and the burning suns you don’t notice for you are doing what you need to do what others don’t understand and what is what when there is only you and what you … Continue reading
king of the sheep i ruled hooved and wooly black and brown and red they followed truly with bahs and burps and the occasional squeals i led them from danger and grass green for meals king of the sheep i was once outcast with musings and silence and never meant to last i was a … Continue reading
i don’t understand how i’ve met so many smart people to see so little change from one day to the next and even a few years ago have the same numbness like a blanket that when it’s taken off there is another fold underneath and when that goes another fold another fold another fold and you’re … Continue reading
i can read other people’s thoughts and they say am i as crazy as that man who is reading my thoughts or am i worse because i don’t know if that’s what he’s thinking and some days i don’t know what i’m thinking because i change so quickly before i understand what it was and … Continue reading
my grand father, my grandfather could tell you stories that made you repeat words so you could believe that soil could make men cuss and grow with swords scattered like disappointing flowers and blood like miscoloured daisies and planes that could go higher than before until the next plane goes higher and people that were … Continue reading
i am summer in the grass the movement of a dead body the anything anyone? who wants you and i tried and true and left only for me and you to discover in the winter on the trees and the autumn in the colours and that body there – mine – that is still and lonely like … Continue reading
the following are some thoughts to think thoughtfully while sinking in you. * how lovely would the world be if it hadn’t heard of love * the only proof of life on other planets is our own * what would it take to take it all in besides taking ourselves out from it all to … Continue reading
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