screamy

for those of you writing, I'm suspicious
I have amillion miles long
I am waiting.
I'll sit with your body folded up in me
we're under them, dots con to each, like the pen drops
on your sheets
wish I could find an animal for it
but no matters.

I am growing, in & up too
I've
left, we've talked about it
I'm here for the 4 or 5
nickey britta luke river dad

I like to look at what the others are doing.
I DO not like to think about what I'd be doing otherwise.
I keep glancing out the window for your
spiderlong
and I am wondering, where did you,
& I fairly shed on you

fruitlsss

such an incapable little beast! 

I just spend the day sitting here wondering, what are you doing in the midwest?

and you, what are you doing right now over there, thousands of miles away?

I just spend the day sitting here wondering, when you think of me, do you ever think about what it was like when we loved each other

or maybe you don't, I guess. I guess we all know I do

but, I won't even ever see you again ever

and I won't even meet you ever, you know

so quit pulling out your hair & get up & go