I have an incoherent proposal for you.
It is incoherent because I lack both the courage and clarity.
Anyway, as you know this world is riddled with
brailles and imaginary synaesthesic hints over all that seems
to be what it is.
Yes, all that ********
So here I stand before you.
Punctured and drawn, pulpy and inelegant.
Wry, silly and dire. Cultivated and ridiculous.
It’s.
Scratch that.
In the mind
you have said emotions
we are
not lines.
nope.
Sky wire.
Erm
If
None of what I say is true.
Look past me and see what’s real.
And that.
I’m hoping you want that,
to touch the electric, liquid-ish paths
and vector strings.
If.
I’m a non-bundle of emotions
lately—not sleep though—
and it’s not you.
Just desperate for
not someone.
Just desperate to
get past selfhood
with somebody else
to keep it interesting
and it makes as much sense as anything
so I don’t want to talk ******** but
would you, as a complicated instrument,
like to get outside ourselves
and not play
but be wildly serious?
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 4:50 AM UTC
I have an incoherent proposal for you.
It is incoherent because I lack both the courage and clarity.
Anyway, as you know this world is riddled with
brailles and imaginary synaesthesic hints over all that seems
to be what it is.
Yes, all that ********
So here I stand before you.
Punctured and drawn, pulpy and inelegant.
Wry, silly and dire. Cultivated and ridiculous.
It’s.
Scratch that.
In the mind
you have said emotions
we are
not lines.
nope.
Sky wire.
Erm
If
None of what I say is true.
Look past me and see what’s real.
And that.
I’m hoping you want that,
to touch the electric, liquid-ish paths
and vector strings.
If.
I’m a non-bundle of emotions
lately—not sleep though—
and it’s not you.
Just desperate for
not someone.
Just desperate to
get past selfhood
with somebody else
to keep it interesting
and it makes as much sense as anything
so I don’t want to talk ******** but
would you, as a complicated instrument,
like to get outside ourselves
and not play
but be wildly serious?