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