soon twenty five more
as if years felt like a
rush to not fall down
those grey drips
who cancel words like
bare naked eye or pleasant
life.  Never get the chance.

Just the last twenty years alive god damit.  Luckily japan let Russia read.  
Some speed reading skinny girl conjoined with Mormonism.  
I never even had the pleasure to puddle jump across a Yakima sess pool.  Ah tater tots!  Ah  cheap i pod!  
Let me belive getting by has a latter upwards.  I'm dreaming!  She works window 4.  No hi.  No how's Johnny.  
It was only step rite up before you have the count down to blink.   Mrs.  I sat by   Ago I can't pronounce your husbands weird name.  Mr clean tell your son to mop floors with his head.
Someone needs to wet that cloax infestation.  Mr creep?  Have a women guard the bathroom next time you really ****.  I heard children playing.

Pre constricted all month trying to get out for once in my free while.  I just want to get drunk and text you my truth serum.  If I scowl all morning you understood why I wana choke a fool.  
I know you can't clown off last nite.  
Eye to eye we never left one another.  
I can't believe I did you rite when we split the World Series when I can't even remember no more.  I couldn't **** my doubt when I met you.

Gypsy faith swirled with wild lebonise tongues touch so close I can make fresh salt water swing into my palms and make orange sunsets fall apart melting and glazing and get close to what I should  have rubbed with my hands I don't know why I never only reached out from where I stood.  I'm close to every person belonging to me.  Not the bitter words slavery I am finally made and maked half the rainy dry baron saharras I distracted with horizon false bare assed view of giant ledggs outside bay glass window widdowers.  Don't count clean eye glasses.  Spect ovals smeared fingers like skyscrapers below unseen explosions of arts fartsy.  Come on expect bird **** people.  A clear window.  A bird cage cubicle.  As Baching  went pecking corn and keyboard.  Don't be a fat fake chicken.  Be a glossy fox.  Be marvelous.

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.