the opposite of texas.
a slap in the face without laying a hand.
left with a lonely lawn-mower.
sex ain't simple.
palm trees, palm to palm, qui vive.
THE ASTONISHING CONFIGURATION OF AN ENTIRE LIFE.
we are going to the edge of the earth now, pockets full of peanut butter and jelly, do not wait for us.
rum drinking,
eyes crossed,
making crosses,
rosaries,
right on.
a busted up tricycle, tetnus on the swing-set, setting us up for an inevitable silence -
shakedown street.
soda crackers on the first of october, i can smell them from here. red toques, more sun in san diego, at least the vegetable soup is spicy, scotch taping too hard the holiest of memories their edges folding in on a few more or less faces you just. might. forget.
fuming!
a box of oreos.
hugging your friends becos none of you ever remember a fall ago. falling on yr elbows. concrete. dull defeat. lint on the needle, there goes the record. wrecking a reputable cord.
calm down, okay?
when your inhibitions go through seperation anxiety,
when your sibling becomes the only family you feel, vivache -
done the crackers,
down with crackers.
oh. another horrible optical illusion.
illustrious.
ill for us.
the forum of easily forgetting a feeling -
fuck you!
$BACK IT UP/DON'T STOP$
