Thursday, August 24, 2017

Crying

So she was just here. Danger and unknowing.
Worse for wear on hips like the perfect, small school, middle linebacker.
Made mistake of texting about "adore" discussion on Tavis Smiley and there she is, crying.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Tuesday, August 01, 2017

MB

Picks flowers with the (M)(O)(O)(N)
Masturbates with the (B)(E)(A)(M)

I told god

I told god that I love her.
God told me he would sell my house.
[Reasons I don't belong in this world.]

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Flinched

Code code touched me today. Probably because of the work I'm doing for one of the company's biggest clients. It felt strange. But neither of us flinched.
I know you have your clock. But I have mine too. And it says 72 hours is about as long as you can go without holding me.