Paper legs pay no attention
under my tears
Ttremble hot and wet
Eschewing erasers
Never has my pencil
Made contact.

Down my flowers .
Or followers.

Walls leap from underneath  
                    sighs to the lamps on the stairs help my blind climb
                          as I hang around. Papers on the door
         burn
               apologize I've not returned yet
                       shaken by a cold understanding  
how I've become distracted,
This has been nonsense.

write in an authentic word
Keep ahead of tired
is breaking
Hello

A perfect place is an enemy of a good one.

Don't wait
How quiet beautiful
Just do it
Don't wait

The late walk in my nightgown  i picked myself up
and
      f
        e
          l
            l,
to the ground
A kiss
a girls last time.

the things
The truth
Shhh do as by us

Me like
Saved and blankets and marriages
Milk and cookies

The soft glow of electric ***
       -A lamp +
All is whatever sh sss needed
You are my desire

Can't see before me
Color it any way for others

Waded out    -  these things
Drived into.     Until . . . The waves
end
                        -  Always onto.

My body is like paper
I can't save you

Under them lengthen  the evening comes... sky your Lover's work is done.
              
Whether it lasts, I do not know or where'd it ceased to dream of me.

Once you hit the ground you run

Done everything boom people
Slow down.look at that girl to l
Viking bike bike
Drop off e Sloan lake Colorado.
Look at youbealaxhes Ealaches relaxes
Eyes in the dark.
Black
Perry oko como communitsleep on the job
Amy wine house

Frogmen don't die

It was bothering me,
As she attached itself to my car mirror- needed
And then went after the garage window, instinct
Hormones, driving off Intruders?

So u place garbage bags over reflective surfaces to cut down on the glare.

Poor little things.
To be young again!

I Envy you standing at
The threshold of your own
Experience.

It's an engagement.
You need.

the dream said a smile
comes along once in a while
and does whatever

Crash-home, barely still
dead toned to, "how was your day?"
Breaks-up, bored fast, "swell..."

grateful to be sober

what it's like to make your memories go away.
    You can make new ones.
Noone  can save my life
     I'm not what your looking for.

Witch is good  sickness in an old house
Stay in bed naked
  sweat it out
Say, " until you Burn me at the stake"

don't know where to start this world whatever you are doing go to your loved ones hold them

want to be
My nose In The microphone.

Gone on my freedom ride
Spectrum is a rainbow
within are dark instructions.

Fowl
I'll I'll milk bad bad

I'm waiting for you

Tear at the linen in the middle

Of Match stick people

Give a little more
A place in you
Rush an girls

Wear your boots and say to me
I am pretty enough as the pall is laid in grief - no ones in a
rush to raise the widow's veil -
  Taps can play to serenade us.

Swim where werewolves go to change.

If you ask me to understand you.
I raise my hand to say
....Questions?!

imprecise yet effortless
Scratch your self
Just a. Dance

Sit and sing feels love

I'm not part of the business but
I am the business.
Somebody would come after me.

I shake

You are... I didn't want to stay I'm amazed every day I see you. Very shyed by your beauty

What do you know.
Will not be known.

It's just think
   to me
Fix this
  And little
Trying to.

At locks of your  hair that is quite handsome
but
The fowl smell is just pretending
The gate keeper knocks
At the palace
Goes on inside is u u us is us

I am
Easy.
I'm
Trying
Not to be.
School bus menu
Gum underneath seats

the vice
Love. Love live ska all
All
Die
200
Times
Go back to black

For a piece of me

   Climb more of these large Pupiled 
  
   pined kindle Faces

What
Why
Complain

Iveet timte

Reached easy branches,
names each of us being broke--
   they're always climbing.

The salt of tears taste better in mercy are unforgivable and forgiven

From Ben Dover MA
  U are not my soil ph
  a NYmph minute fan

always for moving
cup show me my sympathy
to reach the real and gather
work my finger and nails
each energy has been made
physically move the tides by fire
throw up to sky, earth and water
who the others attracted magnetics have

Dear November 7th at: 2:30 pm
place your guts future man five year plan,
I am asking to borrow  
my last saves past work
I dedicate 7&7 renamed
a will to drink you up and in.

Hell is a hug
Know I know! I'm nowhere

Even though you lost
the fight over somthing else
Life can . . .  but not yet.