Updated: Jan 26, 2019

i kept one foot in the desert as long as i could

new york did whatever it does to people

i spent three years thinking my life had not started

and never wondered what you were thinking about

rest assured

these nine seasons have killed him

butchered in fact the one of me planning escape routes

on every level

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six birds fly the form of freckles near your mouth i knew that you were the face of god that the sky was there for reading


god told me to get a haircut i was looking for my haiku about winter i dream i am already at work between the cars of the train a single flake of snow i have to write some of this shit down


i want to taste the female flavoring in your skin in your mouth to begin writing place the tip of the pencil at the top left corner of the page the last time i got my hair cut my mother was alive