This is a discourse on several topics neither Here nor there, but very closely related, and Certainly of deep significance. Actually, it’s more Of a discussion, a kind of pastime, simply because We’ve stopped long enough to pay closer attention....
I remain an object In a technological world The house of creation all full of night...
We kill time in America. Daddy’s got an inflatable tube He laughs, watches me decay in salt water...
closing my eyes i see everyone i’ve met online doing their own thing in their own lives the details...
wear less black wear more black wear more makeup wear less makeup turn that frown upside down...
The morning started very orange. The mountains clenched black and singular and hard against the sky. ...
We try to make sense out of the no pretense While splashing out the slush of life Into the streets of choices and chance...
I watched myself killing myself and I wasn’t sure who to blame. ...
when we lay in bed i’ll whisper sweet pet names to you like “styrofoam” and “cellophane” because our love is cheap, but everlasting....