navy all the way

SLEEK NORTH speedin/sqeakin

87 SNEAKIN ALONE FREAKIN like

FIVE TONES david knows hello!

DAY BLUE RAIN CREW HIT THE PATIO

S 0 L 0

"LIST POEMS R A REAL THING N MY POEM R REAL LISTS"

remember

like or as and $hit

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FIRST TIME I COME OVER

WHEN WE WAKE UP ON MORN

I MAKE SHIFTA WINDOW ALTAR

WHEN U Lovin the SHOWATER

WHEN ME KNOWin NOOOTHINGS

A YODELS TRUCK JERK UP

POST UP WITH BLOO STRIPE

TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO000000000000000000000000BABY

COMPLEELY DEFINILLY TROOOOBABY

when else am I gonna do it if I don't do it now

I think what I make is beautiful 

I've been so wet all day

cavemouth

CAVEMOUTH

cavemouth, cavemouth

all you do these days

it seems

crawl into the sun

and lay lay lay

after the anchovies r all

laid out on the rocks

after the wood is all polished

with almond and orange oils

the cloths all sewn

last summer

was a little different

that’s when I…

[cavemouth rarely speak]

cavemouth evaporate

into the clouds

and stay as long as necessary

do the thing that make the most sense

[cavemouth make dirt pies all the day long]

eats em

nakie most the time

brown sun browned

sharped my teeth

fir snipping squash flowers

and rhubarb stoks

cavemouth make homes

cavemouth keep

all the old loves in the room

let em stay and learn to cut

their toenails with their teeth

while she sing to them

and bake them bread

and catch silver sardine

n tomatoes in her claw

and they eat so happy

somedays they wait

till I come home

but know I asleeped

floated downstream

to a new place

this time one

where I carve wood roses

for the darkwood altar

twelve ahrs 7 days a week

three months through

just long enough.

for missing.

then with special gifts

n sufficient funds

for three months’ time

send word tell em –

loosen free the housie

an float downstream

I grab on and we float down

down down down to a new one

this time a good place

for my babies to brown

babies to grown on shoogie dust

beignets dipp in black coffee

in crimpd tin cans

one my babies

slearning on thugold trumpet

thother one my babies

melting gold trumpets

makin em into rings

.

IN ALL OF MY DREAMS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

IN ALL OF MY DREAMS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

AND THAT IS ALL BECAUSE

THE COLORS DON'T TRANSLATE

little museum

which give more resistance

which catch more air hey?

thot i was but not so sure

only way i know feeling

about all those modes:

badly &like i never do need.

complicate what already

can reconcile no part

of its self with the rest.

of the

world is much stranger

rangda much badder

barong much gooder

i can handle no neg

ation from no human

beans favor is mean

cool is death hate is

hate and theres no

way i less want b

cognizant gozlings

my pores to yours

seeps so much plur

got hev on the ground

ever y one is just so out

o practice n that’s o. k.

dreamp i was loudly telling

narrating to myself walking

around the Little Museum

walking through the

Bed Wings exhibit.

paint: nothing

It’s been a while
since I have thought about what not to paint even
since I had color in my creases
crusty brush bits and hardened hours
*You are now running on reserve battery power*
me and you both babe
that’s why no shit or shifts are being made
time to make that grande turne because
I’m that girl
and to be a girl is "heat and fluids and pain

don’t go out in the street too much because

do you think your cousin will want to marry you

if he sees you every day?

Hey kiddo”
don’t sweat it
don’t shave
the womb life will care for you
it’s all internal anyway

That itch to commit to
a little bit
of anything more than
the bits that I got
so I got them I’m
keeping them I
prefer my symbolism on the side and
my womb untied
What’s the deal with the moon GUYS?
blood stains and there’s tide
and that is something
truly on the side but
all I see is black beach at night
come morning cheerio soup that
milk and honey kind

My_Dark_Poetry

WOMb wow wow wow

ow===

ouch.

heres it: MLP? (most loved player???)

              i b the first to say 2 u who luv

              luv and up and getspookedoff
              empty headed & empt hand'''d

              empty takes takes and holds u
              everyone is guarding frummit

              dot dot

              fALSE

just keep try try try till die die die

then go 2 heaven

cos i’m tryered.

My pink-eye baby buddy,

Don't you forget about me

*((-))((+))((-))((+))((-))*

It's a hard knocked-up life

FTW

hey

i've had sex with 2 people in this photo
(hint: one was me!)

spirit of love
field fresh farm II table poached egg on a bed of cabbage quinoa crusted
tv room time out
fade out,
Wish I could remember my photobucket password
chance chaunce change checkerboard case in point
I was right!
"Listen to me as I talk to myself"
Text me later

no pets nah

Sonia and Rachid fightin hxcore everywhere

Like that Paris bench

Rachid Bouhazid is not

an understanding husband

He left Marseille cuz he doesn’t give a fuck

Rachid Bouhazid is not understanding

He doesn’t give that in Paris

it is gray and cold

and rains all the time

and that there is no beach

He doesn’t give a shit

And then such a grand turn!

Grande turne?

(((Holocaust survival in French style)))

Drive around the lawn
Peep everybody
So bored so cold fuck everybody
Donuts round the lawn
I’m in my ozone

"that chocolate epiphany vegan chocolate mousse pie looks good"

VVV

take that beanie off and go down on me

skid marks on my highwaisted hanes

tweezing tape off my tits

ten till too many times

will you still love me in the morning?

clack clack clack

could you be more embarrassing?

clack clack clack

drunk as fuck wanna fuck down to earth

ring ring rrrrrinnggggg

no pets

BARE FEET TURN TO VINEGAR OVER NIGHT

DSM-III

(THE DARK KNIGHT

LOVES THE DSM-III)

workers saw “things” appear when they 

went to the toilet. once, when a woman 

entered the toilet she saw a tall figure licking 

sanitary napkins. [“Modess” supplied in the 

cabinet]. it had a long tongue, and those 

sanitary pads . . . cannot be used anymore.

we had our counter-measure. i think this 

is a method of how you give initial

education to the workers, how you take care 

of the medical welfare of the workers. the 

worker who is weak, comes in without break

fast, lacking sleep, then she will see ghosts!

(dark knight say what you do but you

do seem well eager to holler about

TINFOIL ON HER HEAD at dinner in the

restaurant when nobody did ask about that

and your rare meat is getting cold there

and you let the ladies mind the babies).

*brb*

DSM-II

(THE DARK KNIGHT

LOVES THE DSM-II)

you had the best right words.

until you just had a lot of words.

until you had just too many words.

until i’m not sure if words is good

anymore. until i think we’re just

made of them.

but now when i see it’s always you

+ me + something in my arms.

rubella with her broken rolling neck

and choking music box.

poor rubella O that feeling. loved her

so well you loved her too.

there was a book about a tin can

and other objects talking traveling far

having big names?

and my lungs weren’t big enough

but i’d try to breath as deeply next

to you sleeping.

 

a series of small and naughty vignettes a collab

nutella instead of french

and salmon for valentine's day

undercooked and tender

like the air I swear

Mama says pick your nose in private you pick it in public

I said fuck that and flicked bugs in the woods no hugs no magic

fancy gift basket cacao ya herd like hard drive worthy

get the best of me honey, no more shitty dittly

I’m giving you a charm its super lucky I tell you

kissed by the devil

“you are in love with everything”

she cries about her mama

and I want to cry across the country

I just checked the date on my iPhone because I have one now

the house is sticky

I went for a bike ride because the outside looked inviting

He was still in bed and we kissed a bit

Mama tells me that women are always trying to find the potential in men

Trying to change them

Today was not my valentine's day after

Just a one night standing in line on the subway

Just a one night standing around doing whatever

God you are so right

those type a socks always end up under a bridge

caked with dirt and shit

dying alongside a visor

and a latina baby toy

(2) déjà vus:

one was about a thing dynamic and

the other was about cold chicken

cause of hot flashes

and it is really hard to do homework

when the one you love is flying high

and doing what one does

when they want to be lame

and your uterus is on the wall

in 2 pictures

side by side

in the one picture

déjà voodoo

In my fashion class about Anthropologie,

we are currently discussing the difference between the biomedical model and the

psychodynamic model

personally I favor the biomedical model

she is far more seasonal

YOU MUST ASK YOURSELF:

Who is my doctor?

Who is my father?

A series of small and naughty vignettes

I thought you thought you knew best…

every second it’s the craziest thing ever

that blows my mind

5 great styles

hot and pregnant with aliens

5 great maternity shops on mars

the world has seen better ways

Are you done with this carcass for now?