The argument from both sides,
the work, the wiring, the way

to your permanent exhibit,

you book-carrying pretentious book-carrier, we together hold the love of
life inside
     of you
      and the dove  
              that is screaming
                      and won’t let you go when she asks you not to,
don’t, it is not worth it,

You are still Paul Bunyan,
learning,

You don’t need their approval, work in the morning?
A train to a suburban home,
white picket fence and two car garages
you’re on your way to it, I guarantee you.

When he himself
Decided nearly that we were wrong and took too long,
seek the old lost notebook, Buffalo I've been writing
the economy is waiting, a stone, poor writer, New York City,
fast crowds,

Reed College at 5am,
Women, are you angelic?
I think so too.

"Everywhere leave Philadelphia,
   My computer doesn't work,
       At 5am I woke up and realized,
           I'm using someone else's voice, keep me out of trouble,
  Everyone had the same dream, you see? This place is awkward, no one to walk with today, football fields are women news reporters, on the news, keep me awake, quiet."

Remind me that long in 2018
the beach will be among different birds
That the trees have many colors
That my neighbors car is art,
coyote save Epictetus,
The inside of a classroom is maybe a child crying,
On television is the actress wearing glasses, my nose,
Look at sky, loud and handsome, the slushy at midnight.

Blue Chaos
Sweet

Damp philosophy
Come with me,

To the tree,
Ill-defined postulate, wilderness
A happen-stance challenge us,

Measure the couch
Turn your page,
Purple nails are piano weights
Free, however, mover
                      the bottom of the cave
As a tuned person paints a chair,
Time intangible,
    
                              pen strike me down!

Chair wise & intelligent, Hubble,
made tangible: "chase and chase"

Christmas is sad, good gun is present,
My lines of poetry, purple, sphere distraction
Finds San Francisco is difficult next bathed
wisdom.

The distance boats appear, Rodriquez in his office.
Cash registers, the poet re-arranged in any order,
for the whole large mechanical room as a bone
is health in the store, book-store holding the wall,
reminder to read the birds the cross articulate
substitute themselves words can be arranged
to the complete meaning of the sentence.

"Is it useful to ask this question in this capacity?"

Know-oneself wisdom of philosopher.

There are a various amount of shells on the beach and the sand we run along is not opposite to a hanging chandelier on the roof.

Among the inside of the house, a Greek statue plucked from the air holds me inside a thought of eternity more learned man has taught me that there is a path to guidance, however, as you get closer it arrives and splits unanimously colors like the water in the cup. The image of a complete manuscript, he writes, "it doesn't need to be perfect," defined, redundant, but instead, is a form of practice stolen like a pimply Phantom of the Opera and gifted and recycled, disgusted, at the sight of a man in the cave abandoned, ignorant as I may be, privacy is what I seek. On the rooftop it is cold and white, my thought has ended.

Although he had a mustache and wore a dress
His phone on Culebra was breathless
I could kiss you
She turned to him.
He turned to her. We
laid in bed.
She laid in glasses. William Blake was a
dragon - grey & grey with a suit, deer waited by days,
again his long shoes untied, he had a brief case, complete
Zen.

He carried me lasagna. The
picture was gorgeous - red - not blue - falling into Huxley - on a
orange bed covered with Mexican men outside the window
was slanted - tress - the door opened - a shot gun next
                                                                ­         to flowers...