lying awake sober is better rest than sleeping drunk.
space is where all the good stuff is happening
lying awake sober is better rest than sleeping drunk.
there are only two things we are bad at:
holding on
and
letting go
it is possible for two poeple
to feel connected
and for both to be wrong.
each connected to a projection into the other,
stumps of bridges misplanned,
lost in water, half ways.
…
{simultaneous, mutual feeling of connectedness does not mean anything.}
miniatures of hate –
miniatures of love –
hopefree.
whenever you say you ll be closing the door
you end up fondling the handle.
thin branch of desert plant
no need to know what finally killed it
broke it / sugar glass / corruption
disappointed love is hate and was from start
so i got tired and i care no more
so go.
splinters of last windshields’ blow still in brow //
eyelids lifting to beauty of new turn.
.
detonated atomic missile,
reunited with my first ever love,
tortured then spoke to lizards that crawled out of my food –
dreams are a wonderful source.
we do not need renewed attempts
based on wrong grounds –
we need new grounds.