typ
typ
typical
to leave at the critical
moment

frozen in absolute
hate
a fate you can only create
from abandonment
now it is too late

typ
typ
typical
to leave at the critical
moment

Hej jag heter Kalle, jag är 17 vårar

och
jag är trött på att tårar faller ner från min kind.
Det hände senast i torsdags morgon i klassrummet när nina skapat ett
instagram konto
som hette kalle balle kalle balle är ful.

Jag tyckte det var töntigt för vi är sjutton år,
men alla andra skrattade så vad ska man göra då ?
Läraren sa inget fast han allting såg
han bara twittra på om något som jag ej kommer ihåg.

Även om dem flesta mobiler är på surr
så hör jag allt twitter som pågår i detta ***.
och jag vet att det mesta inte är om mig
och jag vet att man inte borde bry sig men
jag bryr mig.

och det känns så motsägelsefull
för jag har alltid hört att det är någonting fint i att bry sig
att bry sig,
men nu när jag är större är det som att världen har växt med mig
och nu finns det för mycket att bry sig,
att bry sig om.

Hej jag heter Kalle och jag mår inte bra,
jag får notiser om att det är så ungdomar ska ha det.
Jag sitter i min plats längst bak i klassrummet till vänster,
när jag plötsligt ser en bild,  
jag tror jag ser ett mönster.
här uppifrån som utanför vårt fönster.

för vi är ett *** fullt av instängda fåglar,

det finns svanar som alla anar kommer växa och bli kända som alla vill vara
det finns kråkor som är stolta över att ta andras lycka/ det andra har , och det finns hackspettar
och duvor
gökar
ugglor,
och jag

och jag är rädd att jag är en pingvin eller en struts
jag vet inte om ni vet men av alla 10000 fåglar är just dem de ända som inte kan flyga
och jag tror jag är en pingvin
men kanske är det bra för jag är jag.

chór! i duch!
               blady... rym...
ale i też wygoda powrotu
jako niby żyd... bo
te paluski... i ten *lajkonik...
kiev w warszawie... na
tym tle: bo to gwar gadania
i autobus w pizdzie nocy i
zimy... ceka... ceka.

   o bodziem...
  punk kot w czekam
i czoło i glebe i rys islamu,
   i szkło skalu w czaszke
i gołote... i ten... pierdolony kosciół!
goły... naked...
         the cat weighs about 10 kilograms
i'm obviously going to head-**** him
to say good morning...

rrrrrryb ah! koscioł! groto i smród!
rekąpis!                   ryba! flu flu flu!
oj tu: pingwin sie zgina! huj! bra!
   tu! zeżre te polsche... te polsche...
zerwie z nią... bo co?
jakie narodziny mam, "celebrować"?
ja na typ o motłoch? baba?!
taki typ by na miet i slóp -czysłav?!
pats! prostak z... miasta...
  chleba mało... tsa zebrać...
seplień seplień se o se: nago
      i choroba... gniew... grób;
padaj! jak gwóźdz w trumne
czy tam gówno w toalete...
       tsa u... tu com sa, tam com sa...
ja na wygnań!
        ja wygnany, co mi te poloki?
półtłoki? boli, nie? zyh poza granicą,
tam, dam ci kwit i... kćuka!
                 kćuka! na witaj huju!
potem -senką: za casów Herod'a...
  co sfe: pio... senką; taki tanz: oi! ola ola o!

taki zemnie polok, jaki ten
pierw żyd, co pyta:
  
  pytam... bo czekam...

(choir and [the] ghost).

    warto pytać, oto wiem że o nic nie czekam
(nie czekam o nic... po? nie czekam o nic...
po prostu czekam; tak tak, nic nici nić nitka nikt;
kurvfa shoelaces... you ******* deaf
or watching kochaj albo rzuć?       );
tym warte pytać of -zyk-
kiedy nie w... kraju...  or-zelek... or-zelek...
              taki kwaśniewski co tylko sepleni...
blah blah blah... potem na gniew
vay vest vey kal it a p-cle... susumber: or cueue...
         oi oi! wrona! hej! wrona!              co tam?!
eh, ten rojs siber tesz popierdolony...
rrrrreeee lee, wrona! co tam?
o kurva... terz troche... mmm uhum... mm... eh?
   is bez powrotu... taki... niby...
dobry fason i wybór słów
    jako dobry wójek... po glebie jak po
grzbiecie psa...
ah ten pysk.... taki dobry pies
mógł być, a potem, nagle, naturalnie:
wściek! pyska... harem! harem!
         harem! grypa! grypa! ugh!
                                golem!
    co tam wyrośnie, to tam nigdy nie było...
ani cebula co płacze, ani
           burak któremu zęby
   wypadają...
      oś? czy... osa? i z tym językiem
bez tego języka gwarancji?
            taki jam obcy...
   ja nawet obcy gadać obcym... do perfekcji...
jaki to musi być nud... aby było
              jak to musi być, skoro jest?
    last time i checked... pretty **** awful.

Ah HA!!!
OMMMMM!!!!!

Heart Body Earth!!!
WORD LOVE HA OM!!!!

What ya' took a journey
Through ya' ALL!!!

WORD FOR THE DEAD
PREFER"RE'D THE LIVING!!!

House of the Pharaohs
Picked a few nifty'S

Hieroglyphic Typ"OH's!!
...---...'S
UN"Trickery'S!!!

DaNile Know!!!
IS longer NOT!!

Running backwards!!!

Oh Ya!!
I mean LOVE'ED JA'D!!!!

AGAIN!!!
Hooked Ya!!!

Sunk In!!
Taught Line'S
Loved YA!!!

ALL WAYS!!!

ALWAYS!!!

THEE ESSENCE
RUNNING FREEING
HIS HER'S IS!!!
IS TREES!!!!!
ALL SPIRIT!!!
HUED!!!!!

WITHIN THIS HERE
OR CONSIDERED
OTHER WHERE
THE WAY FARE!!!!
'TIS ALL HERE!!

ALL THERE IS!!!
LOVE LOVES YA!!!

ALL THE WAY TOO!!!
X"MASS KISS'S ALL BLISS'S IN YA!!!

ALL!!
OUT!!!
A'Bout
YA!!!

XXOOXX"S!!!
Lot"S Of RRRR"X"S!!!!

PURRRR
ING"S

KNOWING NOT!!
COMPETITIONS!!!

SKY'IS
WILD"IS
WooING"S!!!

ALL!!!
CREATUR­ES GREAT!!!
SIZED NOT!!

HEARTS!!!

WEIGH NOT!!!!

EMC"Squared"S!!!
HE'SHE"ART"S ALL!!!!

LOVE!!!
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                                             ­                                                                 ­                                        Sa Sa Ra!!!!

też masz mi do powiedzenia, jak niby włókło włókna szarosci sierści psa, dało skóre tą samą, godną, na ubiór człowieka! o tyle, tylko czy ten pies nie igra w psie zasady i maniery łyskotek ogona, a raczej: z krókiem w krok swego pana, na ilość kra kra ha ha! KRA! HA! bo sie barbarossa obudzi!*

potwory na wyspach!
każdy murzyn to wie!
tu nie ma społeczeństwa,
tu nie ma nawet dialogu,
kiedy mensch kochąjacy
mensch jest w nad grobie
ozora zakryty
szambem, i chwyta brzytwy
bo tonie nad dwóch tą krytyką!
i tu ten upiór rady i wolności,
niby, nagle opartym królem
na tronie sracza,
o! królestwo zwanem szambo!
na typ repliki króla jana!
jedna dziwa ulic uciekła bo powiedziałem
rym henryka żon wedle idolizacji karola,
pierwszy z czołem ścięty, drugi nie,
a co trzeci? a tu nagle w gazele!
*** raj car cajs, w ten rytmiczny bieg!
hola hoop! *** tsar cajs! ona w bieg!
no, pięć minut wykorzystane
dla brygady oxfam.

prezydent wałęsa, węszy,
ze sznórem wąsa jak boa,
typ chómoru polskie z.o.o.
czyli PU BLIK - czyli
żyd z łodzi - tzn. polak ze wsi,
kóltura pierw,
holokaust zza ghetto - bo to
Centaur Oscar'a czeka;
łatwiej niby klnąć niż kiwać
czy też kolanem o słowo błagać
w mowe w myśl w nic czyli jakiś czynsz.

Write Write Write
Erase
Nothing I type makes sense
Erase
Nothing I type makes s
Nothing I type ma
Nothing I typ
Nothing I
Nothing
Erase
Erase
Erase
I should be working on my essay
I haven't even finished the first page'
its due at 1:30
its 12:40
I am *******
All I can think is
Do you remember those giant erasers?
You know, the ones we played with in elementary school?
No?
Okay, well just imagine a normal eraser, but HUGE. Bigger than your hand! Just do that, for me, for just one second.
Anyways, one December I was playing with my friends and for Christmas Sandy got one--
                                   --Are you imagining?
And she pretending to erase me, at first I laughed
but as the day went on everyone went along with it
they all acted as if I was invisible. As if I hadn't ever existed. I cant recall if I cried but it got to the point that I started to believe it. To question my reality, if I ever really existed, and obviously I did, do, but then I asked myself... If they could so easily let me go, let me disappear? Did any of this, did they, did I, did we even matter?
                                                                  "What are we getting at here?"
"That's it,"
                                                                   "That was the big ******?"
"Yup."
                                                    "Geez, but like what happened next?"
"Well,"
                                                                     "Mhmmm?"
"the next day I existed."
                                                               "Oh,"
"Disappointed?"

                                         "Kind of, I thought thered be a conclusion..."

"Nope,"

                       "Hey, don't you have an essay due in like 30 minutes?"
"****."

Typ e 1
T ype 2
    Type 2
2
2
3

Blur
Scattered colors
Nameless creatures
2
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R
7

/if there's a "there", i.e. a here, which must involve looking at something, rather than feeding nothing; it is somehow a pronoun... since if there's a "there", there must also be a there, as concrete as a here... which in turn comes with, rather than without: looking past, without a looking past a past....  made concise via it... temporal vectors, and spatial coordinates... yet there's still a "there", which is here, worth observing, i.e. the sehen es, die nichts auf werden (es); a language of coordination, because only a german, could understand a german thread of thinking; but given that i'm no german, i can only rely on crafting relay compatibility./

                  schauend...
      looking,
or rather pop swedish
for:
           blick-bei-etwas;
daft comparison...
               lest we remain
attached to a generation,
that become suddenly
exposed to a plague;
i intergrated,
with the host body
and the parasitic tonuge,
what now?
hanging chandelier
in a supermarket?!
                 fat chance....
               the demands
of the living,
                     whisper their
saccharine struggles
                         past the grave
and into the night.;
with only ghouls to risk
an answer...
                 please,
leisure death so more,
the times are gagging for
such an assurance!
        as ever,
         castrato vocals make,
my, day;
     notably the schveedish
typ.