*"I wish my brain was a more efficient food processor!"
cries the wide-eyed boy, arranging play-doh on a platter.
I wish he'd lick the salt off my toes.*
I am the aching in all of my joints.
I have no 'where' to go but anywhere.
*Please, let me go.
Please, let me in.
Please, let me let you let me in.
Oh please - don't ever let me let you let go of me again.*
The pieces are assembled, but the puzzle never quits. It wants to shatter
*A huge mouth in space drags deep the destruction of its rippled birthing.
Velocity swings hips, to display our treasured variables.
Soft-served in glittering whirlwind,
I feel the needles underneath me
before I touch the ground.*
I'm carrying the mallet, but my movements pool
before I can release them. I'm melting, without a trace
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 4:54 PM UTC
*"I wish my brain was a more efficient food processor!"
cries the wide-eyed boy, arranging play-doh on a platter.
I wish he'd lick the salt off my toes.*
I am the aching in all of my joints.
I have no 'where' to go but anywhere.
*Please, let me go.
Please, let me in.
Please, let me let you let me in.
Oh please - don't ever let me let you let go of me again.*
The pieces are assembled, but the puzzle never quits. It wants to shatter
*A huge mouth in space drags deep the destruction of its rippled birthing.
Velocity swings hips, to display our treasured variables.
Soft-served in glittering whirlwind,
I feel the needles underneath me
before I touch the ground.*
I'm carrying the mallet, but my movements pool
before I can release them. I'm melting, without a trace
November 5th, 2013
Io dodgeburns
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