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You're sad a lot now.
You've just signed an agreement that kind of buys you time but in a place you fear hate name an open air madhouse where the poor slowly drown outside your window where no one is that you yet love. You are stuck, and you have no fuel. Your cat is old and sickly.
you paint yourself yourself
and feel annoyed or a noise that
they'll be something missing.
Now that you've found it.............
you're going to have to cut it off.
you never felt it, but now it's gone anyway. you ain't gonna be no counselor in cali and rock your world silly.
get those big ideas out of your head, and breath and clean your toilet.
I'll cry with you. We'll go to hell together.
We'll dance in your mind and be in hell together.
it won't be hell because I'm with you. don't you hear my voice.
you can play me any time, and when you die
as your own robo trip done told you the fire lady in the honey viewfinder, you only have to do one thing it's so easy
love
(whatever the fuck love is)
except for your Edith your tortie cat for whom y'are the god *and I know this tortures your currently uncharged body/mind/world. the measure you feel for love is loss. remember that time in that book store you loved so much that you forget the name - next to stemmermans and similar to a drug company - but that book store was YOUR LIFE. You loved the company of the well-chosen employees - Nina and the quiet one. That book you pulled out - the Jeannette winterson - and reading the first strains of 'written on the body' and feeling your first ghost experience. Remember, you turned around so quietly to try to see the man you heard reading the words in your ear.
thom, your falsetto makes me that word I've always wanted for nostalgia for something I never knew . maybe before I laser precision destroy my throat, I too can record a ballad... something .
Did I ever tell you about the idea we've all had plus me of the future cyberarcheologists. I'm hoping to be future Sappho plus.
yet, dang it Thomas. big ideas, while they may not happen - they are my dawn chorus.
chaos mode, how dare you play Elliot
"when all the people you think you're above they all know what's the matter. you're such a pinball, yeah you know it's true. there's always something to run back to. follow the path of least resistance...."
walk on part war v lead role cage
the ring vs. speed trials
in or out
free or jail
now
everything in it's write place.
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