Look over the rodadendrans hanging leaves with out your drought and thirst or your fathers face apearing through patchy relationships and un c lipped promises you both watered and clipped for your mothers sun centered peice glassy with white sap.  Our desperation will finally cry.

Unapleable Malcolm slept
I dont understand his goals
Of looking a wayward.  
He could of had his fill.  
It would be the work from work
How his friends worked todo away with.  The weird word in work.  Malcolm's word weird like undendentiable DNA.  
So many routines cloning  over repeatingly lapping like red ants.  
All the hours of day became more over themselves rather than every short spout of ingnorance.   The future totaled every amount sweat spent on inferior wastes of clock and thin hands.  His investable mind watched As time going while his chances aged until the idea became mildewedl over the already resting smells of rotten stairs.

His Japanese maple out side his bird cage sung with his mind.   car wheels brought his leaves with wind he could catch.  We waited like we were what we only needed, a tiny change smaller
And unshrinkable.  He would wake what he flew with not his lit ness or hollow bones he never needed the heaviness of Marow he just needed what he could use nothing anyone could take.

We felt unchanged like stiff feathers
All your fathers twelve daughters launched after us all like small meteors.
I couldn't tell the difference between you and a floating sculpture.  And I am undeniably sorry for bombing your fathers black lab with my snowy white ****.  Happy hunting.

Our arms swung out
Like gills breathing.
We lived for our sucess with numbers and
We faced our bully's wet white hands.  
Our river!  You gave you gave
And we always came.

No chicken paprika
No white wine with oysters
No paris!
I was in America buying Chinese food.
You were shopping for dynamite.

Hey Johnny I know why you hate me
To who it may concern (Lindsay): I drank a red sea of whine.  Only you I confessed.  But if you came
I'm embarrassed because you probably  snuck into my room.   Beer boxes now become monuments of communism.  Don't step on my cameras.  
Instead of shoes walk on my nasty mattress (maybe my life isn't so bad).   I'm surrounded by addicts.  So many cars get what they want.  Lingo for the wise:  the less you know the more you can help your family out.  Getting away means getting back together my brother said second chances make love a lot better.   Don't let out excuses my mother drinks like a dragon (soar throats never moisten).  Hopefully the car can fly like a sphere I'm hoping better jobs mean more responcibility.