porr cute kitty cat give me some cat cat catch my thumb cant catch my thumb i love you yes i do put something authentic in

he can pushup

he goes long 

Eventually, the women adopted qualities of the men, as seen in fashion change. Denim jeans, the workingman’s uniform, are now common among female legs.

A female is not a woman, for a female is yet unmarred by social influence. A woman is a female, an extension of what being a female can be.

time killer activity                                think about                                                       the ziggurat

inflict a
man on a boy
and he becomes a man with
boyish tendencies. hardened design such as concrete
substituted for the soul. boss asks him to mop the podium and chairs
his other boss demands
women's bathroom cleanup. standing there she spreads her legs to pee. but he is shocked
unfair fire
on a mattress pressed against an alley's fence
versed in narcolepsy. isn't crazy speak-sleep.




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divider- grass against cement

c

I was five hours early. I walk
away uncomprehending, Thanksgiving glee stupefied; hunger
was my concern.
I survey the mediocre food establishments available, get dizzy
and sit down. So much shit to shit with hours to destroy through
choked security and

reading and
whistling whistles and
pacing to a dizzy and
sitting to a calmed dizzy and
eating ten dollars of hamburger and drinking and remembering sex and fighting off boners and
sitting without boners and standing again

and David Bowie audio circus and staring and staring and staring at 10:02, 10:02, and 10:02, and 10:01, and 10:03 and

Living middle earth sketches
a chain reaction
then the staircase trips over itself
over. friendships and attention, powerful and lonely. two stumbles per step. limpish.-desirable being broken. people want their own dramaticDeath, but it's easiest just to lie there.

One lies there with the jaw limp, gawks at the drama they owned year round on television, for some, bystandervision. the lucky ones are someone else's drama.

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my brother claps for the baseball game and my sister stirs a dish of green.
everythings fine
who am i to blame for all the reasons i want to scream

interpreted Desno’s Dream.

Snakecave corridor in a dresser won’t please or dress her, the police the berry picking magic. When two people smell numbers. Exploration is haunt. Where are we. we are again. where we are. circles in square could lighten a frown monster. That yellow blackness, severe; sticky repetition, sours milk love that happens might happen. Walked up so down, gave birth a direction creation unseen but heard, brave submissive. Moment. Moment. Moment. Three moments in a momentous. Tabernacle. Canopy crawlers. Probably old growth with weakened age window, impossible. You lost impossible ear canals, dwit Monday split down the head, treat yourself like God in a box septiverse. I sit in a tub of eyes no one sees. They are owned eyes- can’t understand beautiful women from doorknobs. Walking from interview to sideshow is a cigarette nicely accented earth. Sounds like. Unborn architecture resting on a pillow. Doctor coughs.



7 and 7 sevens

speak malaysian

who are you

+how do you think about me?

-you're 6 years behind me

the moment it becomes

He

or She,

it has observed privileges.

wonderf(empty)ul

some words can be plucked out and away
from a poem. a language living on necessity (not necessities, because a plural is excessive) has a
perfect design. a sentence can be travelled faster without the




i use parentheses to guard the weaker words. the reader im imagining carries a red pen,
so i better get it right the first time.
my 6th grade english teacher made shit of my written english
with her red pen. if i was frustrated, there would probably be Mom saying i was wonderful.

in the nude, no body has a bookdeal and no one cares who i/you am. children understand this the most. they remember coming out from their mothers, naked. and they run(flaunt) their nakedness around the front yard
until- years later- they are the ones scolding children.
look at me. look at me, or anyone, for what? their nudities, which we call quirks? no, maybe the words spoken are the things in a person most essential. but the Average person isnt concerned for what comes out of its mouth? how can i Learn the Average person when there is garbage blocking its mouth from speaking its own truth? could anyone offer some mind matter? an answer, perhaps