I think of cyan in everything
I put it on all of my clothes
someone got fired today
it's sortof dullsky, I wonder if he got to the bar
to get shitfaced after being shitcanned
I have a birthday present for you
happy birthday! here is some of my smokehair
oh, you left a quarter in my bed, how tender
how tedious, I left a button beneath your pillow
from my dusty vermilion silk shirt
I wore cornflower blue tights
peeled from my body
and can't wear my shirt anymore
till I sew back the button
you should ignore me, I'm a firelight
watch, I ignite
gold ingots, look it up
impressss me
get another pillow so we won't have to share
put a shirt on it
let me sand allover your bed
brush it off
dog paws running against your wall
scratch me off, cook me dinner in the waxing morninghours
tell me to move in to your attic bedroom
I can say whatever I want
abt you
bc you'll never read me
suggest fingers to point at yrself consciousness
tell me I don't appear to have any, make me laff
read abt how to woo a woman
by bringing a blanket out
read about how to fuck
or how to trade tender for passion
or let's discuss
that I love the talls, the uglies
tell me that just bc I'm tan... thank you
tell me I'm too goodlooking
for any of them
tell me abt yr disease
and yr panic
and yr sad because-of-it-all
and I'll tell you how we're ready for ever
