Words of the Earth
rimsss
Christy
Whicked
And click it
Thanks, J, you helped
Me run back and forth
Back and forth
In the black box
Yelling and sore
Hello my love
I love u my heart to you my love
Kiss me and hold me and tell me you love me
I don't hear it enough
I don't hear it at all
The money don't make me whole
Gold, Gucci and panty hose
Terra cotta eyelashes
And Art Deco fingernails at
85th street salon glmr
Brother!
You ain’t doing too well!
Your heart has stopped
And your arm is over there
i stopped saying i love you
so you don't associate my actions and words with love
I don't forget you
in the way u think i do
you took me away
i fell in
i scrape
"i love u"
with a nail into my desk
before i send it out to sea
to float with the other desks
to bob and knock against each other
and rot
until a stormy night
when the desks roll up on the beaches
and are met by desk-less office workers
“this is not Office Depot, but this will do”
they will say
as they take the soggy desks back
to the office
3:26 pm
Dynamo
The grasp of the english language is
rudimentary at best
Greetings From The Seven Horses
(in unison)
hi
On A Transfiguration of Bliss
this is the blue of the emerald sea
Visionary
You think about me.
I like you.
I lit a candle and I'm drinking tea
and thinking about filmmaking.
You always ask me what I'm doing
and I like that you imagine me doing
what I'm telling you I'm doing.
We skipped stoned
In a way
Back home
Back home
In a way
Chicago opens you with open arms
Covered in sand and sun and rum
You're a sound creature
color creature
fish eating dropped into the great
metropolis
Robots
i forgive u
all i have is death
and emotions
what humans are life in death in emotion
are not separated
just mere mortal words to help our human brains understand how it is.
Words of the Earth
I am sweating on blue on white on tan
and on neal green tangerine sea.
I am sweating on highlight
Rims
Greetings To The Seven Horses
hi
hi
hi
hi
hi
hi
hi
instructions for mouth
use your mouth to say something nice.
pass on instructions as necessary
do so kindly
I'm sitting on this couch
Looking to the right
Imagining you are there
I'm thinking about better days
Reflections Pt 1
I’m not a doctor by choice.
I’m not a bag of peanuts by choice, either.
E*-**eee*-**ee-----
Oh!
Now I know what you mean
After that
Strict three after-me-woa-sh
That's exactlyyy what I mean
I kicked a stone
It's the end of the world
There's nothing else to do today
it how it is
it is what it is
it’s what it is
it’s what it’s
Sunday
I sat dry
All The Beautiful People Walk Among Us, We Are Them
Reflections
Pt 2
From the wonderful monks on white st.
Monday
Sitting wet
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