Grow down to nitty gritty mister hat.
Hold his hand, take up with him,
Leave Never at the stoop
And stand tall.
Wait will only break fear up into
A less manageable mess.
God, what a mess.
What are messes?
God, what a miss.
What are misses?
Correlate,
Copulate,
Wait
Now
Never.
4.23.2014
Like us
You who come close to a felt great alone gathering,
You who feel flowers routine indoor refreshment,
You are there, arriving once all else lacks, here,
Take this that is what comes easy to me to you.
Where we sit undone, where we fall never
And never wonder why we never fall.
This list can only grow, like me,
Because it, like us, hasn't
Begun past now.
You who feel flowers routine indoor refreshment,
You are there, arriving once all else lacks, here,
Take this that is what comes easy to me to you.
Where we sit undone, where we fall never
And never wonder why we never fall.
This list can only grow, like me,
Because it, like us, hasn't
Begun past now.
4.21.2014
Tomorrow's Warm Rain
There is calm lack.
This comforts; quick accomplishment to many.
You too, you who pick, unknown, and show me what's
Good.
What is good?
Twilight sprits explained.
Footfall never and always.
A good up a good downer.
And old actions hollow hold me while waiting for hallowed willpower's pride to be made meekly.
The word week in a song on the weekend repeated. The firm grasp of nothing.
Search Found, last long; answer what's asked. return briefly
Before bed made up an answer here I hear In soft clicking sounds
Tomorrow's
warm
Rain.
This comforts; quick accomplishment to many.
You too, you who pick, unknown, and show me what's
Good.
What is good?
Twilight sprits explained.
Footfall never and always.
A good up a good downer.
And old actions hollow hold me while waiting for hallowed willpower's pride to be made meekly.
The word week in a song on the weekend repeated. The firm grasp of nothing.
Search Found, last long; answer what's asked. return briefly
Before bed made up an answer here I hear In soft clicking sounds
Tomorrow's
warm
Rain.
4.16.2014
4.13.2014
Happy to sweep
This spoken in the word written.
The other not really understood.
I return to calm, that's right body.
Work at love,
Love at work.
Call
The other not really understood.
I return to calm, that's right body.
Work at love,
Love at work.
Call
4.11.2014
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