>JS is write teacher to. Loosen up! That’s it Now, associate thought with one day when i was a kid i found a blue dis.…

>Where is our future If you keep giving up I brush the rock, new fingers inhale, digest dirt under our bed stop writing bad checks…

>is that climbing a rock will eventually put you at odds with gravity, hand crushed inside an infinitely loving mother’s, you reach a blood-shaped moment…

>life here is the thing of targetanyone jumping to their deathoff any appropriately high thing must surely have a target imaginethe incongruous bull’s eye our…

>What makes Me cry, I never saw Numb against the invisible pillowed hair Then matting it down One pill at a time It could be,…

> 1 No impossible morning coffee caught half an hour in a forever cup rain, i’ll sip of you scared to accept all of you…

> through a keyhole one spies a beating a boy on his back the thick bald Man hung over leather belt, flash of buckle imposing…

>leash it, Sarah and be the sun -drunk- pushing through coy & precious clouds crowding out the night eating all his rice flea-by-flea quarantined &…

>no kiss to heal i feel so naive, the way children devour paternal love with no intelligent comprehension but understand when the thing is too…

>Affectionate, but underwhelming wearing too much deep green on mayonnaise skin an ounce on yr sunshy hip ( yr shamrock is small ( & will…