a world a glimmer or a flower

Falling back on me

Facing backwards on the train

With the College short skirt high shoes

Closing my eyes and
The word carburetor is the perfect word 

Like a Warm carburetor

Falling asleep on a cold car ride

Carburetor fills me to think about

Carburetor

Maybe it's fucked up but it's how I feel

Someone stole his scaffolding 
at one of his garages

He couldn't find it 

Sam is using all intuitions 

Haha Yeah buddy It's all about 
intuitions am I right

Coors light? Haha Coors light?

Bottles and cans ya dick
Haha way to go buddy

Sometimes I wonder 

What it takes to be a frond

Are you really my frind
Blue tiles and white 

All Buy my self 

in this magic moment

a Dark Leaves feeling 

Black cat spring

sesame oil sister

It's getting colder 

I'm calling you
Warm my blood and 

green my eyes  

I can't not sleep on the train
it sounded like she was saying
They sent me a men's fragrance or

They Franced me a red segment
or This miss for five bucks 
I miss you

are you kidding me

met today

in the morning my left eye is foggy

like the left windowpane 

frosted wet by the heat and the night

there is still a good view

on the right side

i am a fan of doing the same thing again and again

when there is a view

it is the same as doing a new a thing

i plan on being outside a lot

all the boys’ dark rooms

I’ve been in love with

I’m sleeping on those 

like smoke

lay in thick layers

catty corner kitchen

low bed on faux

fake cobblestone

red wax and red wine
faux French fun

one born deleuze
learning me things

with the speakers
up so so loud and

the Florida water

on his coffee cream

dark dark curl

    That’s natural

me and my sister

remember remember

there are so many dark boys

and their rooms that we love

to be in 
   so like 
sandalwood

the albino eyelashes

all hologram green

and basketball orange

bathed in translucence

he’s sleeping I’m seeing

sugar-cane stalks

so soft and light

one giant hundo

the rug made of money

the leaves outside

make him wish it existed

    butter and pink

alright

A Woman's Hundred Years

   Green, green riverside grass,

    Lush, lush willow in the garden,

    Sleek, sleek a girl upstairs,

    White, white faces her window,

    Fair, fair her rouge and powder

I'll probably never 

make it to 

the brief history

I'm padding out

bedroom shoe

        As a punishment for 

        her attempted murders,

        a pair of glowing-hot 

        iron shoes are brought

        forth with tongs and 

        placed before the Queen.

        She is forced to step into 

        the burning shoes and 

        to dance until she drops 

        dead.

it’s true we’re already so soft

so be sharp and love

 it’s so hard to be sharp

leaves in Le Tourbillon

 La fall leaves all round

smoking leaves that linger

 warm angel couture

cigarette ettes

 a couture for sharp loving

that leaves my ring finger

 a big glimmering in it~~

a baseball diamond

 gravel is pervasive and

the rough is dusted

 that moon is so catchy

last night

last night 

I spent a long long time

looking for the Anne Frank Restaurant

that

               that maybe*

            ,*’you’re liking,.*thin

                ,.* eyebrows

               with,*’reflective

                gloss polished ,*’

           ,.*edges of artificial

           hems in all,.*

               serious a,*’cinched

               ,*’waist and hot iron

                pouting ,.*

           ,*’makes me

                feel very

              very ,*’sick

                 ,*’though it probably
               shouldn’t,*’

little green

I like picturing you out there

it’s funny and sweet

I just like picturing it

what best do I deserve

the cowboy in my cup

my tiny black cat

when your voice

sounds muted even though

it’s happening in your

own skull

"the entire the point is that it’s personal."

who is cute little

missing my man and knowing no thing

never share his dark side

only ask about mine

dream of looking at photos of us

freckled with stiff hair on a stone bench

two scarecrows your face the freckles

becoming holes like a hockey mask

but your glow like

still eyes, rose cheeks, wax

blurring out like I tried to paint your face

but it was too small in gray oils

I walked up a stoop into an apartment building

and the woman out front with her dog 
picked up her dog and turned away from me 
to hide the fact that her dog

had no head just a graying stump

leave it a mystery

the photos of us were on an iPad

blossomed

whoever is upstairs

fucking their furniture

don’t fall on me

I’m weaker because I’m exposed

I need to pee and can’t think about anything

but everything

walking around always like needing to pee

jittering with the feeling how

I’m still in love with life

I’m still in love for you babe

is this the activity

it comes naturally but where is the hands

is this the activity

implied in aprons and plaster

my teacher, my 

Art Angel Master 
    Printer, 
S.T.

the anti-climax of it all

and the well dressed parents

listening flat as I feel 
    just then

My 21 Sister

All Dave’s Attention

am I spa on right now

just wet and dry

swimming next to the pool again

Why you sound like that?

I’m sitting on the train waiting for it to leave

I’m.. I’m drinking orange soda

between the 26^th and 27^th there is a seed

I’m drinking orange soda

all my birthdays and boyfriends

coming at the same time

That’s how Grandpa walks to bed

What grandpa?

All Grandpa