Sunday, September 22, 2013








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Is it even real that America happened like this
Are we living in a real place










liquefied with the heat can you see how its darker
Molasses legs are back
air like water
good thing the train smells like
fresh laundry and feels like ice

sweating
dream where no one he introduces me to 
remembers my name and he is defensive for me 
ending in two snakes coiling around each other



wanting to buy myself some practical new identity-wear
tasty fruit game on the iPad to my right










is drunk what it feels to be old?

the child of parents
a figment
cerebral cutie

morphy edges freak
i will always be a gangsta
i will never be a ho

my hands are dir T
dark dark juice
this is no novelty to me
that is no novelty to you
dark dark juice
my hands are dirt T

the difference in waiting to be tapped on the head in dark dark juice and being the juice


think about the sun and

love of life
husband and wife


Califonia feels 
the wide and lifted
birds in a certain way 
plus wooden table coffee beans
and cement space for trash cans
being pulled to the curb
around the side of the house

width of windows and mild people
wearing colors like
2010 my twin my twin

reading tween
poolside birds and brown skin
12 again drive me around
quiet and brown
3 through 17 again i used to heard
so many birds want you so bad