Sep 29, 2013
Sep 28, 2013
omg.. from january 2009
Nina finds the little gifts he left:
a tiny crystal snowflake
the red heart-crash in the shallow pond
dandelion tufts
stolen pyramid light
*
i didn't mean to make you sad.
check the lock on the fence..
*
a key that only recognizes her hands
*
and next to the tree where the darkness ends..
*
wrapped in kelp, a lilac colored sea shell filled with all the sounds of the ocean
*
turn it over, the songs change
*
Nina does and hears a sound that only a together-star can make:
a spinning swishing sound mixed with static, piano & the happy laughter of two small children
*
a tiny crystal snowflake
the red heart-crash in the shallow pond
dandelion tufts
stolen pyramid light
*
i didn't mean to make you sad.
check the lock on the fence..
*
a key that only recognizes her hands
*
and next to the tree where the darkness ends..
*
wrapped in kelp, a lilac colored sea shell filled with all the sounds of the ocean
*
turn it over, the songs change
*
Nina does and hears a sound that only a together-star can make:
a spinning swishing sound mixed with static, piano & the happy laughter of two small children
*
Sep 25, 2013
i tweaked it, is it tighter? 'which do i love more, lace-art writing our baby,
chili dogs & reptilian men
wearing
'To blind-side God'
T-shirts
the reluctant whisper
DEATH IS THE ANSWER TO LIFE
my heart, A bank for roses
poke in
to look around
but not enough
to start writing
the mammalion of salvation
for this sacred planet
but you don't love me
I could be your tape recorder
your
meaning-less comic
a phat bottle of
how to court an amorous
-I almost said
A. Normous-
scrollings
of
haha!
everyone again -->
I Love
prizes without meaning
this S(k)a runk feeling
plastering clouds on a cool blue ceiling
Hey!
Now
IS the
Art !
smoky-glass wishes
boyish capers of nimbly
Literally
I Love
Youth
the last spending of dollahs
in a script
you could be mounting a horse;
you the rude wanton
star
and
we end up
leaving your
love-bruised body
dangling over the HiWay
for the jagged majestics of ?
-fuck-
I never cared to watch mick jagger but that style works on you
or you work it
so just
know that I am curtail'd of cough syrup
cigarettes
alcohol
pot
all drugs
& mind blowing sex
but
I'll fuck in the weirdly lit cemetary with you
heaping victorious hooks of
CAUTION! DANGER AHEAD
don't fall
this is the end of the suction cup
and
my mind is growing blunt
so
funkAhDellaTize
my inherited dysfunction throws me into social retard
rapped hemisphere mode
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