pick up the bottle

kitchen skin in plastic          cups

(dehydrates bits of the sea

 

a little closer to birds :             in the shape of hands

type dust for the palms to eat

 

those red thongs keep a person

attempt acrobat tricks

 

the shape alters the chronology / learns each chemistry for the first time in jungle-ride-sunset crisps

 

I think that I see satan somewhere down there

love potions need to read

 

dusk dears are how dreams shift

if your neck against mine closes to an orange beach

place accordion bagpipe keys                  in my hair

the storm his dreams               hold light curfew piercings

the lids line

lashes      hold notes in your lashes

 

well I thought it said six ways to boost top funerals using a display

 

: lovers lay younger : you cant fake a horse : cat menstruation is far more interesting than test day : every tattoo shop should have a canine worker : is it true I wonder that germans have a hard time saying squirrel

 

( I got a tattoo of an f hole behind my left ear on friday the thirteenth .

( there is only one person in the world with my name

( break it off

( an adorable art shop . has the most

 

in actuality , I got my fiddle tattoo on a full moon of honey

she wanted to consider him a person , a man ; she wanted to take …

quality of the relationship between personality :

laying lyrics of oxygen

oxygen sometimes a colored glare / in valleys I had a hard time driving the car

cigarettes talking to each other about life / laying in the weeds . I returned

her phone

sitting on a sled outside the car on a sled

 

storm . we watched videos of her sister

running around being fierce

later laying on their backs smoking

it was in the middle of a snow

 

lovers eyes

loverseyes

lover se yes

love her say yes

 

dreams of shooting stars and raw partners

learning laundry & blue rooms

 

lovers eyes

loverseyes

lover se yes

love her say yes

 

& they love me

I love them

thunderstorms starlings

the tough of soft

suntans never fails

we are learning how to write an effective introduction .

she plays with I like an acid trip fucking my tuktuk driver

they collaborate and communicate three pillows and a shirt

practice three pillows and a shirt

someone safe

 

I am currently mother teacher believer , wives

of major

generals , some that wish

only to marry when they turn music into trust

 

I did not know that he loved

how our bodies

stop

to surprise me with think tanks

the color of green things

 

color dried mango & cotton candy

writing parties are ecstatic buried,

boredom

 

actually it was like a kind nightmare . a page from a book of my poems . but it was calmer . change

a centaur eating unbearable brownies

crazy dream though .

you love my crazy & my chill . sassy pimp mushroom hit

 

ocean body graphs climate change and chorus

everyone is friggin giggly as all hell today . it’s wonderful

it’s both

it was also the fucking

 

she told me she knew I was a romantic by the way I dress and the way I speak

I love teaching

hotty pink workshopping days

it’s a pink day

 

I need a cigarette

& snuggling

giggling

music

all those silly retards

 

he looked great . I am not the past

holla to ya hey

I listened to myself learning music

lost I was late , I paid him in full he shook my hand .

ka kafe naka

& a super long ass break

trust & commitment honesty & empathy passion & humor living & giving .

like a wife’s heartbeat & some dick jokes . swag

knowing that you are making love

 

the soft birthday kiss is on the curve between my ear & neck

that & ima commando watcher of the walls

ball handling nude milkshakes is all

the days of minivans and minifridges

 

my brain space was much happier when it was thinking about stealing for drug dealers

how stories become us and other through the body

transformation via multiplicitous narrative opens to a tin box message of

albeit cray & brave , can & do , wreck you

empathy exams

 

I love her even if she letters in all capitals

glow-worms sibling-sadism & great fondness

have made me nostalgic for a message to her brother on his birthday

I wanted to stop smoking and start running so you kno . lunch

 

there was vomit blood and shit as I said I’m killing myself but my friends were there as well as writing thinking and music

it is unfortunate when acts of kindness need direction

or that loneliness . we always run to in the arms of stray , away find comfort from and in , within

she asked me to help her edit  

her paper

looked up and said you know everyone loves you

a bee landed on my left leg .

now . twice time .                                                    first year . time

two .

a bee landed on my left leg .                                    now . twice

time

some sisterly advice

 

to have fuller love & life

to mark punk

boys shopping for pink

eating pastries .                                        to feel

today will be cayk

gold

 

he said                                                                     the violins wicked

.                                                                               didn’t know you had that

in you .

mermaid hair

I totally ran out of gods stolen gift cigarettes

I need a cigarette and some violin . my mother posted about a dead black man activist on facebook for my birthday . why do I always get lost . fuck me this is annoying . I missed cleaning . if only yesterday

going to wake up the neighbors with a bit of music pretty soon here . there’s nothing like your last menthol with an irish coffee . mia quoted quotes . I greatly enjoy room service . eggs are equally as fantastic . things just are . okay

I still have a cake & music . it’s very pretty and I like it . you know what my guys bought me . a very nice necklace for my bday & it has a leash . I’m going on my hunting spree as he flew off into the night . totally thought that was the lower half of a decapitated doll

I do do my dishes in the shower . fuck I can’t even speak correctly . soup . how can I not stop thinking and feeling . we alright, lets just think its cleaning day, get up at seven and do laundry twice . the first one to whisper happy birthday in my ear

I do not know what my future holds . I do like kittens

don’t know how you can write sixty pages about out or in . but you know, whatever floats your boat . & no one stole my shoes so all is well with the world . I will edit and write and daydream maybe swim later . need to eat and get a bandaid

I am happy to say I stood up for thailand and I think I won, not sure . man I unfortunately burned myself . still missing someone . love morning gasms . we had a convo of anal beads death burning balls & musicals . but it was not based on genetics . my horses did that . at this rate editing is going to drive me into inferno . fuck blues is so fucking sexy . I have a band . teamwork is the passing of a rose . crushing a little . the titles of songs

he whispered wow you are very good at this . I watched from the roof dressed in a towel . in my dream he was driving the helicopter . well got laid was charged 500 baht for water and my mattress is on the roof drying in the sun . I cannot withhold enthusiasm . jack always tells me to be quiet . we tighta like a vagina . some people are so grumpy

it is also true im in a daydream rollercoaster. romancing the man of my dreams . really wish I was tired

it’s also best advised not to fall asleep around a bunch of children with makeup

 

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in a nest of pillows

I wish that he did not have to

miss your boat

may belle, robin

 

you across the birds on my back

the sky has been very gorgeous

 

I miss your boat

may belle, robin

 

he knows my, number

I don’t have his

japanese sugar candies

 

you can see me

like a present from your best friend

the kiss was to do this

 

because you are not supposed to be able to

 

I want your

music is every

shower

delicate

 

he did not have

your boat

may belle, robin

 

you all across the birds on my back

the sky has been very gorgeous

 

hunting for avocados & unicorns & acid in the swimming pool

poems my brothers & sisters

horses love it

 

she could see it in my eyes

you know he had tears in his

 

your boat

may belle, robin

 

you all across the birds on my back

the sky has been very gorgeous

 

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that was a very sweet translation

the list well lost could work also

tho really wish I had something to eat other than red pepper jelly

we were talking about vegetarianism : did you just call me a ho

it will be okay. the whale for example did not blow up

& my neighbors convos . need injections of glitter

 

the melodica is sa strange and interesting instrument

my brother and my father are presently entering and existing into the same physical household.

still don’t get the cookie run thing

people knock & they are not there

too many things are making me cry.

like a crazy person searching for her totem animal through a quiz on facebook

i dont know what to do

could really go for a good brunch . with avacado

like the princess pretty kind. bringin back the unicorn man

or shit, invest in some bath shit candles and scented oil

 

double 69’s should always be taken as a good omen

it is kinda a bra braless type of day

mostly i think that i need water

i had soup for dinner and nor am I really feeling all that beautiful

who doesn’t love kissing in the rain

weren’t u just at the happiest ever joint in town :