I was a washing brittle prod on myself
so odd to be there can you see it
no
the days, personal, real, made hopscotch designs on sidewalks who treads them .. words say .. oh you can read them "in this place" screening, like back door wooden door keep insects out .. oh, adapted, and sides of foil, duct tape, reinforced with throw out plastic clear clam shells for salad, on ends of enclosure, one end, feet bang it, when get "excited"
hm
not there, what perchance and fail doesn't care anything "there"
meet something doesn't agree with pattern, not grumblingly, just is not it, to your senses, thoughts, whether haptic or hopeful, hopeless? "touch" that .. there is not a there
all what you feel have been through remember don't remember .. wiped up with cloth or not sopping wet or cherished or not thrown out
it's not a media you're tired of and love, each other, push buttocks, dimple, ribs a bit of dip or not feel around computer keyboard no
what is truly here references for hire
no be friend or unclear "hey let's hang out" or yet to be, the seat beside you, yours is filled, apparently, not ask anything of ultra-not-here in each other, so kind
tilted, uneasy to the eyes, straighten out, not person standing on their two legs, wobbly .. apparition, packaging grocery store, don't eat them, best to be friends, not ever touch the library truthisvvery good marked by teacher or she or he at home wasted in their free time is soaring no face ascribed zoo of coffee water coffee and water no coffee left
what asks in new condo of hands can I park there not any waste I just want to stay in your hands as you drop me and pick me up
clumsy
or not
in all the suggestion, not demolition, sit with me at all .. find the beverage of plain, of survival, of not look like anything, form-fitting clothes, no, no cut, no style, run away and be desperate, even though have a house or apartment or room that's safe, quiet in all systems down, but eat a bit, be quiet .. or the noise extreme, inside head, inside body, or share place go no one sees you .. in people walk talk .. very rare see people walk "this place"
touch a link of paper rainbows glistening wet moist roll of pulp and paper trees down no nothing down this time .. to make
love .. is the splendor alone vice of reticulating tickle and let off, no pressure, just a bit, let off .. sigh breathe talk mumble low get under bar walking water and soup, a bit of bread, that's all, to you, it doesn't matter, someone eat you, let them
all down, forms of walls, the edge of a street you're driving your car on, meld, or scissor .. through .. no swimming .. dry in paste of lush no stick, no notes for kids as they go to school, their form be withheld, even as they live, we all live, all our forms be withheld, we know that
as this
