OH you sad

sad b---
girl.

What's the matter
with being along.

Space.

Space is a place
in a place
for arms.

Harm. Can't hurt. Can't
drink you up. Can't

love you.

This is a fact.

This tract of land was flat until the trees went up. Geese
good for the gandering at. Pander.
Some sort of prostitute's uncle.

She also slept. Wept. Kept creeping around
until doors slammed shut of wind. Without wind
we are acres of grasslands dissolving. The soil underneath. The dust bowl.

/ from the swatting.

I won't and I won't / talk about you / who / it's an anger coming lack / of running / heart beat lack / of sleeping.

Dreams won't do it and neither. Dreams won't cut you. You believe / some sort of angel / plays your piano and uses up everything. You believe. She used to be an angel. She used to be some sort of girl. But now some / peanut butter kills you / if you eat it. If you eat sprouts. If you eat. Who doesn't eat and whose / pond is this drinking.

Fly. If you could fly.

There was a mosquito in the car / yesterday / it kept resurrecting itself.

Sorry, no

It's nothing
it's not.

It's just.

You might
throw an egg timer.

Or wrap it.
Why

can't you keep
things broken.

Why the picking
at the wounded.

Shrapnel keeps
replacing.

(You)

can't say I love without pronouns. Draw
a heart

connecting to a collar bone. This is all
head

of an animal. Eight eyes and a tail
bone

too. Eight fingers.

Goodbye, Note --

There will be so many things I forgot to tell you. The coconut in the wine. The way I can't control us, though I try. God knows
the plastic cup. The cat
getting into the baggage. Gets
in to the trunk. We forget. There were earrings
under the carpet and things
weren't where we left them. It's why.
I'm leaving. I'm crawling under the carpet too
and I'll sink there. Sing to you in dreams
in alternate professions.

dee dee dee dah dum dah dee dah -

okay and there are bags
little stones
with a button for musical
output each

so.

A.
How. Could you
know.

This.


How.






Would you have
wanted? What is
want. What
is want.


Some sort of rose petal
Some petal rosary



this is The World
Ends.


Not with a bang,


With batons.
With a blue flame.

Dear S-----,

You're my birthday. You're my birthday.
It's coming to take you it's
coming. I wrote this bluesy jingle. So quick.
It almost won a contest. The montage beat me out.
It beat me. I want you I want you to tell me.
It will be okay it will be.
It will be a tiny pie and I love you.

How to make a mystery.

Change words. Grammatical incorrect
-idudinal misspells. The attitudinal.
Correct. Words wreckt and ryte. Mega.
Bite. Bite. Bite. Bitten.
Bloodlines. If you bleed.

In dreams.

Do you bleed.

If your arm.

At night.

Does it?






The same comments. Keep
bleeding. The same cup is filling.

A bottle falls

Right it. How many times
will it. Will she have to. The axe.

Is not for sale. These stop signs.

Are not for sale. Your eyes
are for sale.

We buy them and write
them into songs. This chorus
makes a hit. This hit makes
money. The money is the
object of the game. Now bet.