Sunday, January 18, 2004
forget. forgot. forgotten. forgettability. forgiveness. foreclosure. foreceps/ barbituates. banking on a bop. baby.
i realize that my post/ poetry has been unbelievable wierd but i don't actually think anybody reads my blog. so: who gives a shit. and, if anyone actually does: i'd be very curious who they are and what drugs they do take, if you know what i mean.
alright so the let-up in the pain gives me reason to think recompence to think and think as iam and do what i am saying is that the shudder to think is the reason to be and the time inbetween makes me feel green and the total collapse is the question to beg is the laugh in the dark is the making amends
encumbent godesses all rise in unison
slap-happy sunrise/ lunar eclipse
today i take what i am given
like its my very own buddhist realization --
an epiphany i've been working on since the day i was born
slap-happy sunrise/ lunar eclipse
today i take what i am given
like its my very own buddhist realization --
an epiphany i've been working on since the day i was born