Contact
Sinecure
Things are kickin off
Necessarily and naturally so
Atrophying
definitely down a notch but not that different
Fielders Choice
That impression 
High cheese
Thousands of pitches
I’m writing this in my head as we speak
Living a long tail search
Everyone’s extraterrestrial 
Merely mirroring

Legacies
How do you move slow in a fast world?
Crawl and discuss tactics on being
The results equate the madness seen
Polarization
An expedited gander
Soo so so unique 
An interesting set of circumstances
Plastic, in fact
Taking notes of what’s going on
Smelling your own bullshit
A mile down the road, you won’t know who you’re gonna be tomorrow
A windmill in the fog
That Gobstopper feeling
Bring whatever is in your head
Similarity, solidarity
Sealed in a second, before moments ago
Mostly Mallards
Where the geese go
Flummoxing fluctuations
sitting on the curb of a nerve, on the brink trying to sink
Until it looks like fire
Legacies
How do you move slow in a fast world?
Crawl and discuss tactics on being
The results equate the madness seen
Polarization
An expedited gander
Soo so so unique 
An interesting set of circumstances
Plastic, in fact
Taking notes of what’s going on
Smelling your own bullshit
A mile down the road, you won’t know who you’re gonna be tomorrow
A windmill in the fog
That Gobstopper feeling
Bring whatever is in your head
Similarity, solidarity
Sealed in a second, before moments ago
Mostly Mallards
Where the geese go
Flummoxing fluctuations
sitting on the curb of a nerve, on the brink trying to sink
Until it looks like fire

Second Orbit
Drawing in the margins
Inappropriate space for the proper response
That is one thing you’re not doing 
Quiet does not exist at this end of the day
Not a big sway
Just enough to feel like you’re leaving
Not that much of a stretch
What do you do without the dips 
Thick and thin skin
Introducing a plotless conclusion 
Conflating moments 
Constants 
Gullible skeptics
Something of that nature 
People are our own peyote
it's the same thing!
The courage to keep going
The record always stops, our records are finite 

This guy is getting buried
Doesn’t stand a chance
Outnumbered by at least
A dozen of us
Over worked walkers
Quiet does not exist 
at this end of the day
Gripes and grumbling stomachs
the boy behind the counter is a 
beaten man
Na he’s not enjoying it
Can’t be, I can see 
the Golden Arches digging right into his heart, grinding his gears
Number 266 has been called 6 times
And there’s a human digging in the bins
Everyone wants a happy meal, we get raw deal 

He’s going to smoke the shit out of that cigarette on break,but won’t have time take a shit or drink his staff Fanta after
He’s getting buried and 
Zombies are watching 

Speculation 
Why speculate when you know what’s going to happen?
A big question
Something to get a closer look
The buzzing to content with
Contingent temporal decisions
Close rendering, quiet din
A clean up hitter
Everybody looks like they work here
Instagram can’t answer
A plastic purse a dainty discussion 
Glass house, Tin foil fight followed by crystal silence

borderline mortifying
throwup stuff
that stiff trope just walked in

baaad tipper on a blind date

some of us are split down the middle
the majority think things 
wont end well
doom culture, cancel culture
mixed bourbon, mixed bag

conversation is all 
over the place
Riddled with cliches
mairzy doats
Grinding to a fucking halt always

private eyes are watching 
you me and these two
laughing

figuring it out 
how to be soulmates

I hand them a menu 
no instructions
it’ll be a miracle if this works out

plastic purse, dainty discussion
And a succession of drinks

Things might get sloppy
This is no two drink 
tango

Anticipated beat
Mairzy doats

Behaviourisms
Dizzy, distracted and in the dark
Things don’t need to be any realer than they are
Lacking a link 
Imminently thinking
The unsettled 3%
My mood will dictate which words I choose
Laneway Secrets
With the lics drinking in the park
Scratching for flow
Nobody wants to be naked
Remember those pictures from the other night
A completely different conduit
Pay attention to everything between the bumps IN The road 
First in line is lame we have our own lanes
Permanence is potential in disguise 
They’ll do anything to get our attention 
None of this now, could possibly make sense now
Exasperated with the era of expiration 

Alternate Take
A composition of compromises
Those thoughts sent me spinning
Vicarious Causation
Do you really want to answer that question?
A song to remind you of humans
Dormant heart, false dichotomy
False modesty, true lies
“The difference from within one self that makes it one…the one as the other” Derrida 
“The determination of the self as one is violence” Derrida
One ventriloquizes the schemas and languages that are already there, (which makes it’s impossible to improvise) I am  blind to myself…The one who is improvised here, no I won’t ever see him”
A vicarious circus
Overnight Sensations
Watching the buds closely 
Things spring to mind in bed
Night shades the morning glory 
The Queen of the night is 
A long cold season
silent conversation
My misery is too important to me
So few words, almost inaudible 
It’s the coincidence which makes it confusing 
Gooood mystery! good  miisery

37!
Leaving old port, legacy training
Sounds like jazz you can’t Shazam, filler
A therapeutic route
Your story gets old and they stop listening to you
Lose the locker room
The next time you encounter a reasonable human being
Things are being kept in check
A stone left sitting at the bottom of the hill, figuring things out
No frenetic energy, no kinetic energy
Try not to be so hard on your self rn
At the very least appreciate the variety
Spun from the same thing
Passively aggressively stuck with myself
The trash is just as warped as we are
Don’t deny the dots connecting with each step
You resemble a person I dated before that hated me, so here we go again
Preparing for the next event 
Of Human Bondage: “They notice it when they first see you then they forget all about it”
Digressive progress
Bits, sentences 
This song is breathing 
Some other time
I’m convinced of it
Deemed inappropriate
I hate to say that I was just another stop along the way
It’s a crooked straight
What was the joke about
The same shifty instruments ploys
It was something interesting
Early roots late buds
Denser pieces of building blocks

44!
Typical
Tryin to get at that
The beginning of the rift
Red flag, stop light white flag
Maybe got burned
Used slow blues
Picked up some information
Thoughts to grow through
Be extra nice next time
ECM
One Large Event
A thinking persons game
A dip in the deep end
Such a problem (to scratch)
THE HERD MENTALITY AIN’T MEANT FOR ME
IT’LL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH IT’LL JUST BE
WAIT WAIT WAIT YOU’LL SEE
NOW HERE’S THE BAD NEWS
PASSING ENERGY
MAKES ME NAUSEOUS TO SEE
FOR ALL FAILING I’LL JUST MAKE UP ANOTHER VERSION 
GOOD EPISODE
WHAT IS WAS A MOMENT AGO THOUGH STILL 
PICKING THINGS OUT OF THE AIR
SOME DAZE TO TRANSCEND

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Pencil Pusher
Eaten by authority daily
Debriefing
Top down the stakes are different
The fall has couldn’t be honey krueller)
The tree line approaches and retreats
Selfies by the shore
Holding hands down a steep slope
Filming reality
Memory Dividends
At least I’m not sweaty
In church ignoring the sermon can pack a punch
Reread your favourite books in The Real (on vacation) see if it feels beguiling
It’s a cliche cabaret
The plant caused a senseless end, the plant you just stepped on might not be on the mend
Find your crazy cozy confines.. bang your shit against the wall, scream at the wall, stare at the wall, paint the the wall black 
Seem to be transacting with different generations
You can’t ignore the dynamics
Mr. Big just stepped out, along with another fantasy
Take an artistic risk, don’t be safe for my sake or my liking
Good that escaped notice
The look in your eyes
It’s like stealing a kids chair
You’re only allowed moments back into the past for a second
A bull is standing it’s ground
Things sound questionable
Sometimes there’s no welcoming committee 
Just escaping the obvious 
The light isn’t clear the light is not
The people  worried about AI sound and act like Ai


Kinda
Sorta, not really
In a certain place uncertain
Learning to trust me
Tear the paper up crumple it up 
You’re in a totally different place than where I want to be rn
The impossibility of this working coming off
Riddling insecurity insolvency 
The thought is just too volatile to revisit volcanic manic manic manic
No rest assured ashore marooned on this island
This site can’t be reached
I feel awful
As if fixated on the thought 
Shaky shape
It’s should be sketchy drawing out life I’ll stop start pinpoint what’s right, carve out beauty, paint beautiful mistakes 
“Path Dependency”
Robin taking a splash
Pay attention to mirrors and reflections real and perceived
Definitely ditched trust a while ago 
Starbucks ya mas pilot
What kind of bird what kind of a tree they’re literally telling us how to be


“It has been part of the genius of neoliberal theory to provide a benevolent mask full of wondrous-sounding words like freedom, liberty, choice, and rights to hide the grim realities of the restoration of class power, locally as as well transnationally, but most particularly in the main financial centres of global capitalism” 

Hopscotch
Something to say about it
Prompt or poem
Hierarchy malarkey 
Lanky family of limbs
Staggering amount of bad contacts
Time when you know too much
Nomenclature
A wish to remain anonymous, a hope to be synonymous
Clues
Everyday shimmering, flickering in a way
Two plates/leftovers
No traveller in the literal sense
Incarcerated for eight hours 
A muddled masochistic instinct
Just looking for an improvement on last weeks score

Diamond League
Diamond in the rough
David Foster Wallace
An egocentric setting 
An unfinished character’s in a fictitious novel
An unclear idea, fullafear
Shoot hoops or swim either way find yourself in
Not that plain language, plainly said
Fill the gaps
Time to workshop this idea

Coming and going
An interesting plot to chase
Wild fiesta, wild magenta
nodding along
the most patient man ever invented
staring out the window like a dog
Build off the better parts
Chat time
The Level
/you got the white woman narrative down perfectly/
Write a letter to your future
Remember to do that
An unusual thought combo, followed by emotion, meaning, set in place
The Experience vs Knowledge ratio is off
An unmanageable imbalance, faulty towers
Anyone but your fantasy
And that’s the great import
Some of these things will age

That Feeling Again
Bullshit job create bullshit people, (masks)
The wind arguing with the silence
The dizzying effect is just a reminder, a Real look
I’d rather hear whoever is coming in the side door
Staggered start
Chronically cutting out
A sea of things constitute the triggers
Everyone ain’t up for it
Hard to get clearance

Pushing Through
Thank your lucky starts
One leaves not time for the other
The problem with this thus far
Look over your shoulder
The part that got figured out
Fresh off the sandlot
no harm no foul
Yell into the void a bit more
Finding the blend
Participating 
Stoned on your own
Live on the paradox (trod on)
Various emotional protection schemes
Ozark brother cab ride, Beef grandmother on pills
The qualities are deeper
Movement at a standstill 
Diamond cutter
Becoming
I’m friendly with my inner fires
With a little more intention 
And just like that the shadow is gone
There’s nobody at the wheel
A field of of patchy feelings
It’s just the end of a sentence
Crazier things have happened to these words,

One Point
Along the stretch
Imagine the bends
Family sized space
Languid pace
Where did the wheels fall off?
Opting out of distraction
Hot take, good chops
Functional in a faulty model
What would you have said
An intricate system worked out
These things swans in
As things slip by
Quadrophenia
Everyone circles it in a different way 
THERE’S SOMETHING ENCHANTING ABOUT THIS
THAT COULD GO EITHER WAY
YOU FIND YOURSELF IN THESE PLACES AND WONDER
Verisimilar
Masks 
You’ve gotta be malleable
an agreement w Mother Nature 
There’s a distance that becomes perilous
There’s something enchanting about this
That could go either way
You find yourself in these places and wonder
Harnessing psychotic syntax 
Concerned w the before the before 
The proliferation was an onslaught anything but; liberating…  a weight a weight
It’s likely someone else took those pictures because we’re unsure of em

Freeday
Uncrumpled heap
Yet again the clutches of yesterday have been escaped
Coulda got got but beat fate
Something to that effect
Is it real? Is it right?
A Prompt Engineer, a dream weaver
The eye is trying hard to complete the image
Truth in the idiosyncrasies
A travelling song, a walking enjambment, entangled dammit
Good alternative universe 
Eugene Thacker, Graham Harman
Barfly
Phony conductors
Short changed SYMPHONY
Something in the quiet confines is brewing
Broader messaging/m resonates zooming out
Our beliefs were near and dear ago now gone

Here, then gone
Today walks like this, tomorrow DRAGS ITS HEELS together they go by like that 
For me I think it was the same thing that happened with you when you were younger
Another hard arbitrary
Tendency’s to befriend the drifters
Negative Capability
Be alert to the possibilities
Peril is the place
Check it out everyone is doing there thing
The tension in the room is thirsting
/and I know all the signs, so whatever/
Its innocuous
Hope something will happen, will something to hope
Break thru the exit door!
Nullified time, still ambling along somehow stilted by seconds of existence
Lifted
The zeitgeist the Real, Hegel ain’t hell
Just older but wiser, as it so happens
A gaze into infinity
Before the curtain closes, beyond the veneer or not
FUNNILY ENOUGH
A CLIMAX OF BAD DECISIONS
BACK THEN EVERYTHING WAS A THREAT, THAT WAS THE CLIMATE
EMOTIONS ENSCONCED WITHIN THE BRAMBLES
ONCE AGAIN IT’S HARD TO TELL WHICH WAY THE WIND IS BLOWING, ONLY BY THE WHISTLING WINDOW CRACK
AT LEAST I GET TO CHAT W MYSELF.. I HAVEN’T SPOKEN TO ME ALL DAY

The Pharisee wanted to control their actions but they couldn’t figure out how to do it and that’s the great shift in Jesus’ teaching was to go beyond the righteousness of the Scribe and the Pharisee. That’s Matthew 5:20…. The idea that you can wash the outside of a cup forever and if it’s dirty on the inside, it’s still dirty on the in side.  It is very difficult to wash the inside of a cup without washing the outside.

Treepidation
Conception
Can’t help everybody so help nobody
Can’t be outside so stay inside
Let other people front the band
A tumultuous slice
the ice and the sun both cracking getting burned
Suddenly a complete stranger, the unreal deal
Tipping in and out of reality ties, our emotions are just a fluctuation in and out of reality
A hidden gem, a faulty antidote
Things thrust us beyond the veil of reality fantastic to the ears (big and small)
Obscured and hidden
A picked pattern
listening to someone stealing data, snatching context
Nothing compelling about the colours
Leaning on the side of loser
“Duration has to be grasped through intuition or indirectly through imagery”… (it can only be understood through experience)
Kant — Free will exists outside of space and time
Process Philosophy
here is a psycho emotional loop 
Rifling for through old bag and back to the present
We’ll hurt the people closest to us the most
A full slate, a full state
A closed can of worms
The fat boy slims out early 
walking back from the precipice of presumptions 
Of both realities are true it’s a matter of how we creatively conjure up a third.
Something to consider
Low key fatigue
Maybe I’m imagining the whole thing
I almost don’t want it to end 
past or present tense we never made sense

Question Mark 
Stuck within a maze within a maze of other people’s problems
A dark room symbolizes the bond
Way too fast on this road
Politically correct authors
Outgrown crowds, overgrown crowds
This is not the place to pass
In and out of dreams
It’s as natural as talking
What did you think?
Quiet space? In a loud seating?
Sounding out words?
Just add sirens, engines smoking in a cage
Small fist tight
There’s flickers of it
A fin to get in
Distracted in a slightly different way every day
When it’s always something, it’s certainly something
Every swing dick is prancing in the streets as soon as the sun comes out

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Creative Consultant
What it takes to get through a day
Clamouring thru dismay
Latching to lucid positive memories 
Unlocking positive thoughts
Staying abreast of my heart in my chest
Keys dangling…jangling quiet to rest
Who’s taking the pictures?
This time too present; concurrent with  the past..  the last time was meant to be conclusive 

There, there
Step to the left, steady to the right, things will be alright
Oracular
Future shock, technological singularity
What it feels like to press the button
Calculate syllables, calypso syllables, dee la de la doi
Active Resistance
Sustainable resistance 
When the going gets tough
Concentration
Equipping for new worlds, weary of old ones
It was me in the picture physically but not me. Yet
Sleep
Avante garde
Uninspired
Missing batteries
Probably left the water running
Match their energy and you could easily be swept away on a cloud
Yield right of way, right away

Spring Wins
Flip the script, or dip
Sick or sudden
The big hurt
Managing a roof over your head
Reading philosophy like fiction
Once you identify the actors in the play
The point is it already happened when it happened, there was never a stable point
No shocking oscillations
It was pouring all along
Too frozen to fear
imagine what’s behind the curtains
People are naturally great actors, great storytellers
Did you sell everything?
Who’s in charge here?
There’s something that captures the day; the moment 
Privately plotting personal destruction 


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Cherry Vanilla
There’s a whole bizarre world I. My head… filled with everything you can think of. It looks like this one but the rules are different physically, emotionally and spiritually
404
I dunno why this feels like anything but it seems like everything
Eventual nature of separation
Breaking points 
The best place, the appropriate space
Music that’s filling space or making space
You can also see it our despair
Keep looking closely
Shadow over a grave so much noise nothing
Secrets only the herons, hawks and crow know
That’s at the crux of it the end of the matter
Joy is in unenjoyable
Doing fine in glass houses
Rank and File ironic love
You’re never gonna get it
Change the context of “the work”
Another thing happens, waves lapping 
Amigos
Dog walks
Minor league prospects
Dormant hysteria
Open Sesame

New New!
For simplicity’s sake
Soften your opinion
All day italics
Don’t try to hard to solve the mystery, don’t ignore the mystery
They will get older
Concept errors
Sixty Five Spaces
Avoiding eternal turmoil
Three nefarious characters by the bridge
Shit happens
It’s about goal setting
For me poetry, the signs are there
The Sting
You go
Marathon Man
“Suppose you run your business and you let me run mine”
Don’t even bother asking what happened 
Start living a soulful life
Something sensational
Sstagnant emotions
Gettin Soft
Softening opinions
Stockroom
At a later date
Analog hours
Some people say no to happiness, silently some shout it
Something from the last dream seemed, appropriate
How did the chat elapse
Seeking foreign feelings
Envy

I’d Bet the Farm
That this isn’t a false alarm
Sheets of Sounds
Arrivals and Departures
Waiting room, leaving room
That where it is
Just another ink blot
Rubbed out, erased
I stepped onto the the other side of the tracks, saw the view
Desultory
Circumscribed
Too Fresh
Disrespect
Fuckin Gusts
What shocking, whats unique?
She tended to recount a lot of factual information nothing even remotely emotional

Okeh
Bet on yourself
Feel Me Flow
Not a believable actor
Dependent loser wading through the fog
That guy is getting buried
Moments, time to absorb
Clean version, dirty version
It’s like going to a gallery
The tears top down the tear left to right
The Rifts
The few hours for the day the bad moon rising
The same thing twice differently 
A missed shot, a moon shot, had to take a chance
Do you think it would be a good idea to ______?
Covert
Adjust rear view mirror
A Lot
If it turns u on
Address physical distractions
I think we all appreciate people willing to veer into the enchanted areas of our emotions
Terrified worried for very clear reasons so it’s ok totally fine

A little more interesting this way
Red clay
School trips
Use the way thru cruise the way thru
How many spiders have been swallowed
Rough day to take the streetcar
Considering the cost of it
Offence,fenced 
Vita
Life love is protest
It’s not like w veryone found out on the same day
To think more effectively, we need to build ourselves monasteries of the mind
Participants in uncertainty, the unpredictable
He’s know me he knows you he knows himself 
She has no expectations of herself let alone others
Provided there are enough materials comforts and generic amenities 
Really, how do you like it here? (earth)
Finding the correct mistake
We’ll naturally pursue what’s right if we avoid distractions and pay attention; and constantly adjust our antennae. The reception will be fuzzy but at times we’ll tune into the right channel.

Haze
Morbid times, contribute more vibes
Patiently folding pizza boxes
Only fools rush into the battle field with little armour
Insurmountable flaws, flimsy weapons
Everything you can’t have is right in front of you
Psychicemotus
Sounds in directions, sounds in heights 
A horse being led to water
One thing becomes another
Keeping up with the jones’ the jones’ catching up with you
Few have patience, patience with you 
No context, no contest
Chasing tumbleweed
Lost sight, this an unequal fight
Washing dishes
Somewhere else

Stimulation
Save every part of yourself
Speculation 
Don’t doubt yourself
learn the gives and takes
i was really hanging on there
Paths I’ve walked no longer exist
And if I’m thinking backwards that would make sense
To See You Again
Everybody Can Play
Green Team
Recess
Create a deadline, work back
Put yourself out there
Infantilize, fantasize
Pull from more sources
Good Grass
It’s just too easy to be conventional 
First a step, then a word then a picture
A dot matrix picture, pixelated intentions
Some days the cardinals sound, suffuse sundays
Tilting
Connect to myself so I can connect to the world
Decluttering mental, physical and creative inventory
Move slowly
High, the highest form of existence
Something that would change the course of her existence
Something about the process, purpose, or product
At the time of reading I was…
This book will  help me with my present circumstances 

Up the Bracket
It’s  it about steps it’s about the experience, it’s about the steps not the experience 
Nocturnal one from slumber, spring to mind
You thought it would be a fortune cookie, or a cardinal
Something saying a new direction
A voice that doesn’t fill the room
How to work in the confines of this space
The astrological zeitgeist
Everyone looks the same on Saturday
Down the road I’ll be that person
"innocence without heartbreak"
the matter
Reframing mistakes in our most intimate moments
Keeping my fire lit, so I can emit shine  brightly 
Constructive conversations with friends (in my head)
Individual struggles must become collective struggles. 
Behave
Not that silent hedonism
Rooms full of bad ideas and dealers stealing ideations
Friendships maybe may be ruined 

The fullness, the feels, the flaws
No need to be the loudest in class
Different sensitivities, different sensibilities
All in Attendance
Everyone looks the same on Saturday
Always cornered
captured  by vultures
ANYTHING FOR A BUCK
NERVY TUMBLERS
PICTURES IN PICTURES
ADOPTING PERSONAS
MISTAKES AND ALMOSTS
APPROACHING AND STOPPING
GUSHing and CONCEALing
SPONSORED disCONTENT

Advertising buffoonery
Advertising discontent 
Channeling PRIVILEGE
Not the only place you can look
Raised well enough not to raise enough awareness
Definitely the unknown
Scaling the walls of absurdity
Senseless agony 
The most devastating line, tragedy 
So beyond the scope, but breathing comprehension
Proposing that things are a state
Passing Grade, Patching Ground
Didn’t hear it, only saw it
Student Channel
March Madness, Electric Feel
OPAL, Old Pals
No sounds needed
These are the stakes
Talk about the day, learn your DNA; do not approach tmrw lightly
This place will kill you, do it fast or do slow iykyk
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Editor's Room
Changing the game
Exchange your heart
The moment you didn’t say anything, speak up
Over groomed, over grown
Take my breath
These people exist
The drums are loudest sometimes, saddest these times
Borderline obnoxious, that nauseous feeling
Confidants shy of the confines, this space… that’s the expense or otherwise experience of this expanse
The open closet was the most offensive thing
Stay curious
Different doors, different experiences

Changing Climate
Mind the gap, the white space may not work in our case
Up to the Reader
Do you like the things that are in there? Those are energy beams “im getting rid of them“
Not one light
The weather has changed but those eyes haven’t 
Varispeed, Flanging
Still thinking about it
Air
Think of an exit strategy, make it eggcellent
We need to have separate  A conversation about we
We’re a concern to selves
There are some big wins in there
Hope you don’t overcommit, jump in the deep end
The word I think, the kool aid I drink decidedly, quickly 
The queerest combo, the darkest sin 
You must feel the full confines of the room to be able TO work in it… Understand this space your place in the world
Someone said spa
More subtraction than addition, more addition than subtraction
Pretty good
Your half moon, your lucky star
The itch to click
Slam dunk of a song
You lost me at Leafs
When the sax barged in

Tomorrow is the Question 
But it can’t be
You feel one way then you feel another
Just upset, tired
Today I don’t feel like running
It’s  a sad open mic scene 
My heart hurts thinking about it
Access, barriers
Crowded house, cleared house 
Closed door 
I’ll call for help indeed
So separated, the gaps
A phony BJ
Open for interpretation, closed for today
Make things for your friends
the journey to nowhere was a pleasant one
contentious issues,  dubious clues
We’re enrolled in different schools of life

Hell
Theres no drinking allowed in the classroom
This world isn’t built for sensitive people, BUT sensitive people make the world go round
Round the circle we go with our stories
Anonymously
Hard place for soft sports 
Let’s get all of this down on paper
So far from it yet so close to it hobnobbing hopscotching round the subject
Flocks of birds in formation 
Why not make everything youRSELF instead of just buying it
Somebody has to say something maybe it’s you maybe it’s not
We were sharing our stories in class when I got up and left the room 
That is a hack if I’ve ever heard of one
nostalgia
sentinals, sin, and redemption
Sooner or later the fools will come rushing in
Like who made these teams up!?
Human chain
We're hiding on the opposite sides of our horizons, no bridge, big gap
We can say it’s just business but not it’s just relationships
Tired of this line of questioning
Narcissism
THE WRITING IS ON THE WALLS WE BUILD AROUND OURSELVES
PULL UP A SEAT
CERTAIN BLUES
, SCURRYING BACK TO THE THE STATUS QUO

Ladder Match
A walking, living breathing cheat code
Our inventories are entirely different
Let it flood in
Murdochian 
Unselfing Rhetoric 
Unselfish tangents
Define disappointing…
Visiting your center, mining your core
 A thousand ways to waste today

Hambone
That’s a good combo
Thank goodness for Saturdays
I win a hard on and a toaster, the prize you get for being a good sport
Bigmouth strikes again!
She was so hot she had to shave her head like Britney, a ManRepeller standing in the Whitney
Passed a hollow moon for good again
The ghost of expectations strikes again
Lest we forget, Let’s at least make this hilarious
If you’re A magnet you’re missing something, fools rush in
Find the actors
Guilt ain’t a good thing, geek has a good ring
Let’s get a few things out of the way before getting sloppy and killing each other
It’s a nightmare out there 
Dress slightLY ofF the page, step lightly in young age
Don’t let the mood drop
The lens is sorta tinted
Don’t look at last night, don’t look like last night
Neutralize, naturalize it, own it
These are the days you take pictures
I was born again, I will die again next season
Imperial key methods
It’s just turbulence
Poly count, poly color, it’s a psychological operation
This is how it happens
Point of Departure, Mutually Detrimental
have fun at recess

Fashion Week
How to wake up… snooze three times at least
Mutual artistic aid
Eroding framework
Stoked I woke up today!
Better putting it out there, better out there
Don’t plant fake flowers
The world is pleasantly and painfully different, same same but different.
Seasons change thoughts change
why not greed?
Forget, wash out your ears
Find the hustle
The salve won’t solve anything 
Everyone’s reversing, watch their wheels
At this point the YouTube tags are changing
The joint of the razors edge, not the place to ride
Concerns about how things will play out

Spectrum
Of nots
For the privileged apologies are enough, there’s no action required. They can afford to make mistakes
There’s always a setting to the story
A nine month cycle, a different direction every spring when the cardinals sing
Project rebrand
Outside of the track
You can’t wait til it happens before saying something about it
Probably Pell mell, chaos
Definitely despair
Blurters
A what’s the point mood seeking company
Someone else lost someone today in some way
Fair play

Poetry
Obdurate
You’ve lost me
Must be a bot
Not the place you want to stop
It’s like there’s no limit to it
It might feel like a hard thing to feel worthy of
There are these things, the stories we construct 
They you and I sparingly
That one got far, a large digression
The place where you leave time
They probably think a lot differently
Don’t drink your way through it or you’ll drown, take your time slow down.
Do the two drink tango
Same person different guises, you’re good liar like me
Check your silhouette, it’s a whole thing, make sure it’s the real thing
The bad part is you want someone to do it for you, the good part is someone one will (make your life miserable)
That’s the heinous part, stop right there
It’ll come rushing in
It doesn’t really register
They usually say it’s something with the heart
Walks at night could be a new thing, that’s a nice thought
There’s civilian unrest, we’re mysterious pieces of meat
Somewhere it’s a tradition
We bring it on ourselves for ourselves
Peter Panning it
Maybe that’s the right walk
The motivation is missing
Symbiosis
Stuck waiting on eachother
Nobody’s telling the secret, it isn’t out
Didn’t see anyone sit down or standup
Carry it with you
Let’s play hopscotch and jump to conclusions tmrw
Subconsciously sailing, SLOW MOVING NIGHTMARES,I see you dancing, I can walk you through each step, how can we not trip and slip on some peanut butter, we’re so sandwiched together unconsciously; these are complicated moves

Framing
Reframing, Enframing
Preferential preferences
Making it harder everyday
Sadness is in your home, your home is sadness
Fawning
Most will stop at nothing
You can’t honestly be mad, or you’ll go mad, you can’t be shocked
They’ll save themselves
These are two different places
This doc is lame
The feat becomes staggering, just standing up
Hard to imagine they might not be here anymore
Don’t hurt yourself figuring it out
In and amongst it
Don’t ask who sucked the joy out of life, that’s a stupid question
No surprise you’re crying, we’re all caught up in this in our own sweet way
Face your fears or fill a bucket of tears
BEGGARS CAN’T BE CHOOSERS SOMETIMES


“The biggest obstacle to increasing your self-awareness is the tendency to avoid the discomfort that comes from seeing yourself as you really are.”
— Travis Bradberry

Existential Bits
Recommending mainstream 
Hinge, binge watching Netflix fit
Flat social structure 
Drownings, Water cooling
Flat screen, flat social structure
Now non fiction
Dancing in the wicket
Three beers deep, on Monday 
Lost in the super market
It would naturally follow, that everyone has an idea of how they’d like to live there life
It’s as if they heard everything after the phone was hung up
We can’t pick eachother up when we fall down
Learn to read the signs 
The age of innuendo, Semantics,  and SOBRIQUET
s
Watering the seeds of one another’s thoughts
Balancing momentum, tipping scales
Ring bang philosophy 

Red Rover
MinorLeague
Farm community, find joy
It’s already doing the work
The music is stationary, the wailing is wallowing; stuck on heartbreak
Innocence Unprotected 
Melancholia
Are you with me?

Skip Verse
Isn’t it just a dream, that has to do with nothing?
How many heads are in the sand?
A clever Trevor, good at facts and things
Some people just aren’t built for this
Don’t get too far fetched or hidden far in
Don’t get too bent up, or jump off the page
do The Right Thing

Mooney
Slender slivers, tender loose dirt
Emotional baggage you find pick up and unfold 
Rubbish stuck in the cracks
Busted
Apotheosis
Cold hands
There’s learning involved and who doesn’t want to learn?
This is a different training cycle
The real Thriller!
The stories you tell about me, there could be a litany?!
Unforced forced errors that scare us
Lighting in a bottle
Motivations maybe skewed
Headwinds, head games
At the same time you kinda expect it
Watch the talk sauce, if you can’t walk the walk, don’t fake the juice
Like someone in love, dolphy style, slow and steady, five spot speed, you know your needs
Bopping and sojourning weaving 
The worst kind of consistency
Hanging up in person, hang ups over persons
Passing Fancies
Ideologies, departures not destinations
Overlapping information

Harmolodics
At least a day flashes by
I’d like to not be that guy for a minute 
Evil Woman
Putting lots of things in the shopping cart before I check out
The cardinals are out
You don’t share space well
Moonlight desires, hold my hand
The bounce of the ball, the cookie crumble
Crawling with walkers 
You remember that day
Not planning, over planning, or over playing
That shower thought was good
They’ll annoy you they’ll get to know you
A nihilistic wave watching Crave
I don’t want to scratch the surface of that
I can’t pretend I know who you are
Rough shape exhausted, undulating
Stalemates, cell mates, paperweight, deadweight
Why am I getting worked up over work, or a woman?
Skittish and oblivious 
Break the pattern change the plot, write more, a lot
Cold and exposed
I tried
I don’t know where to go, what’s direction to walk in but that’s a good thing I think
Magic moments
Somethings off lotsa ppl have this thing, it’s a feeling a hunch
Found something that works, looks good either way
Might be a good idea, the scope of this whole thing
Breaking a bit
Haven’t heard of sorry
Making time for relationships
MICRO LEARNING

Witching Hours
Waiting for ours
The norm becomes boring, numb
Everybody loves a rags to riches story 
Build up, cut down
Can’t believe it’s that time again
I felt u grow in plain sight tonight
Bottomless pit over here
He’ll think the same
Our honeymoon time was in different times. You know the feeling we were both healing, patching ourselves up, cleaning our shelves up, organizing our hearts, looking for new starts, horizons, eyes on new lives
Pretty wrangler, walking these streets so long
Use exclamation marks!
Punch drunk jug of crying kool aid trying to get laid or paid
I love you, hope you’ll be alright but don’t pull the strings too tight
At least i have a home at least im not homeless
Caught your flaws like flipper, Its okay idris Alba all right
Phone ringing, phone breathing, all in plain sight
A calamity of hang ups, some enough, enoughs
MERCENARIES,CONDUITS
SLOW REVOLUTIONS, SLOW RESOLUTIONS

Annual 
SPRING CLEANING
Our poems are never quite right
You know you’re being harsh or were
They’re starting to look a lot sadder
Things you can get at gas bars, or dive bars
Skills to pay the bills, THE DEVIL’S CHECKLIST 
AUTOCORRECT AI

Not Quite There
Not quiet here 
All with it
A cascade of ignorance
We’re a long way off yet…
the snow's not even trying
Driving to the paint
Against my grain
my outlets are
I’m going to miss you when you’re gone
The emotional frequency gets bumped up a bit
An embarrassing app
I wonder what lots of people are up to
WILD MAGENTA 
FASTLANE
 ALL DAY
Let’s face it, could be next 

Whispers
Silence along the road
Do the time portal, go backwards in life
Terrible frequency 
I’m either hungover, tired or have too much energy
Knackered or not
Cracked code or locked out
Thoughts jaywalking, dodging cars
Gutters painted intimately
This tiny negotiation is a ripple
Rested
Outlier out lying
It seems to be spreading 
Still sucking his thumb after all this time
The awkward in between
Collect dust, the done bits of people
Those moments when I had a moment
I somehow just accept it

Growth
Slower
All in the family all in the teeth
They’ve all seen me
It’s not a funk it’s a freeze
It gets mathematical
Workin through the changes
I wonder how that would look
You’re not gonna be around forever 
It all evaporates so quickly
We’ll pardon me for changing the subject, I’m a subject
The in crowd
Have you ever stopped on a bubble of thoughts? What were those words?
Maybe that’s the gift
Using the time to sit still quietly 
Capture words from the unconscious
Like a kid in a candy store 

Skatman
Dreams and half guesses
What an age, stuck in the middle
the looks
sooner or later someone is going to start asking questions
Put the right fingers on it
A legal case
Being honest, being a Gemini
A good move
Playing with pots and pans
Trying to pinpoint the provenance
Finding Still
Avoid anyone set in soft lighting
The scrupulous
Guess how good tomorrow’s gonna be?

Bias
Gawker Jam
Another smash hit
It’s a good color today
Cultural metrics
The further away the stronger the feeling
That the first time I’ve heard a siren in my neighborhood
The weight floats
Privilege
Burning Man
Anything could be on the other side, the darker region
The applications of knowledge become skewed
“The Traumatic Third”
Something sepulchral
Whats impossibly missing what’s impossibly there; who’s to say what’s fair
How do you feel about tomorrow (five hours from now? Do you fancy it?)
From what I know
Social cadence social frequency 
Taking no chances 
They’re caught up n like rest of us
If we could only scan our own internet
You can see it multiplying matching air maxes and puffers
So many similarities 
Gravity taking us home 
KEEP RECORDING

Absent Freedom
The alarm called at 6:33
The lifecycle
I’ve thought said and done a ton and it still ain’t the d of the world
What’s missing?
Everyone can take our time, nobody can take their time
Dying within, Crying thin
Smothered by normal
Bad luck
A sloppy turn
You never know where to find a seat
Managing data sets
This is this and that is that
From a content standpoint
Somebody is watching Donohue rn
Social Architecture
My birthday cakes are decaying but still staying put, passively aggressively posturing with myself
Cutdown or forgotten
So paranoid I’m paranoid, your social anxiety is giving me social anxiety 
Just another geek reading a book at a bar
We all got mixed up in the same class
Everybody hurts, everybody knows but nobody knows a thing, it’s just the ring to it
Why is everyone yelling?!

Estrangement from the realm of senses is a direct product of overindulgence - BH

Racer
My ears perked up
blue heron
Something chachy
Everybody’s an awkward gift, we grow into socks
We’re impossible
It’s awful growing at any rate let alone   fast
Slowly the options disappear, faster comes the fear
I find myself here again sleepwalking in plain sight
It’s easy to have a bad trip around the block
I don’t recall the misery 

Freshly Dated
You’ll never guess what happened next
We turned into skeletons
Shadows of ourselves
Entered the walking dead
Tourist for a day
Impervious to this
The fade is fine
A lucky star
Ideas
I know these are new sensations so I’m really loving
Change the settings
That’s an easy trap
I’ll just have to take that bullet
A fresh coat of writing is on the wall
If you feel that way you’d be that way
Maybe start erecting those monuments, the fragments of your friends
An explanation would sound too stretched out; and there might be much left out
The same calamity, the same hilarity
Smothers bothers
Full moon, untidying knots
It’s actually that bad out there
Sometimes life is the problem and you’re just living it 

Facing the Wind
Solo mission
You’re a chicken Coop
A missed shot misbehaving 
Almost black and white
Show me how
Why?
The poor man’s desert boot
It’s strange that these are earth matters
Repartee
We are now tuned in
Some pretty big lift off
There’s always that one hog on the team
Plenty more where that came from
Humiliation isn’t offered to everybody; just the lucky you
we're both beacons and blunt instruments

Verrazano 
Windy Szn
Difficult Subjects
Cohesive Independence
Reflective Covers
Confined frames; being fine in confines
Reflections
Of you
Time to cross the bridge
Let your emotions dictate the words that are going on the page
Can’t stop you from doing you
There’s gonna be grunt work
Looping
Cross fade between states in order to ideate
Made by me not for me
Difficult Su

TomTom
Directions
Next time things will be different 
I’ll have gotten to know my stupid self better
Talking with myself, talking at myself 
Counting the blessings in disguise 
Graffitiing the internet
Balancing feedback 
I don’t want to see that last face in the mirror again 
Burning wounds
Currying
Processing, precipitating, penniless 
The ratcheting things up
This is a person we’re talking about, this is something without 
Sinking in the hill of it, all of it

Perfect Rolls
Perpetual Poem
Various Authors
The fact that that can’t go there
Leaders have to be curious
It’s on the side of excellent
Chopping blanks
That’s a lame name for a movie 
A stalemate
Apt for a group chat
Meanwhile you’re surrounded by riches 
I only took this job because I’m trying not to die
Private dancer
You can change the rules
The end of a good idea, the end of a good year
Just another goner gone
Fancy remembering you, fancy being being remembered 
It’ll take an effort from the collective unconscious
Don’t cut anyone out of the steps
Definitely some videos in that app

Revealing
He got up early but then didn’t do a thing
One big circle
The worst seat in the house
Deep states outside of it 
Good pieces piling up
Luggage on the sidewalk
Commuting, communicating
We could have eliminated that at the time
Sometimes we’re speaking to different people 
Seeking different things 
That guy doesn’t exist anymore does he
He’s probably had a strop
U have allies
This and that moment (last step)on didn’t exist before that last step
U gotta love the universe for the cheap shit, but it’s cheaper to ignore it
I thought it was 3:07
It takes a woman to sort it out or nobody else is buying it ive tried it
It’s a move
Attracting to the fringe, the attraction won’t stop 
I’m swimming in it with the fishes 
A Luddite in disguise 

Familiar 
See something beautiful everyday 
I’m getting Full
You don’t know what’s behind the curtains 
Those clouds are purple
Blessing in disguise
Hope that’s just a car screeching by
I feel myself exploding
Small things 
No other agenda

Echo Beach
I lose at least half myself by eleven 
Not that neat running out in the storm
That is for sure 
In an emotional problem solving sort of state 
Drowning 
Well one day I’ll say who cares
There are so many different beats to this world you can play
You’re already holding the instrument 
The good and bad rollover effect
It’s the internet happening again
Ersatz 

Overheard Conversations
I slipped in my sleep
You should be excited about this
A year or two later these thoughts may be useful 
Branding
Talking with hands
Hoping you aren’t still up
The element of surprise!
Democratizing goods
A worried feeling
Show and don’t tell
i'm JUST NOT SHOCKED BY THE ABOMINATIONS
LOST TRAIN OF THOUGHT 
“Posses the ability to solve technically difficult creative problems efficiently and effectively”
“Innate ability to to intuit and adapt to interdepartmental emotional subtleties and communication preferences critical to creative execution”
What are the congruencies between the tactile, visual and auditory

TGIF
The weak
Posts/Drops
Moving Goalposts 
Change this life
Nurture 
One after the other
Seems like I’m the one seeking adventure 
What’s happening to you is happening to me
A lesson in three sessions (periods)
equilateral parallelogram
Testing grounds and grounds for testing… How much leeway is there for lessons?

Groovy Tangents
I woke up out of thin air
In slow motion, today somethings  gonna slow me down
Was meant to meet a loser today, for talks 
The silent type 
I listen they vent through each nostril
That’s the drill when the alarm goes off
I don’t know what to say to this guy
The comments section said it was a joy division song
Absent Geometric texts….
Conversations are missing
This is hard
Disappearing acts and exes are actually ghosts Working in obscurity, like Alice Neel
Windows of empathy are doors to closure
The question is what happened?!
That is a lethal combination (dose)
A one man parade
A colourful canvas
A full cup
A full stop
Absorb everything 
I’ve Been Everywhere Man, out of thin air man
Keep it just outside of the box
Shotgun Willy, son of a gun
/there’s so much stuFf now on YouTube you can just learn yourself/ like social capital
Country curious quite an extension to the next generation 
Took a chance 
Speaking curves, acoustic tales of the good and the bad 
Accentuating average, this is the discussion 
Collaboration furthers thought
Fishing

A necklace with a pendant name
A dress lettered love
And the djs 
Next song 

Smile for the group 
Selfie, Dance 
All night
Long 

Don’t rock the
jukebox 

Don’t put it on
Tick tock 

KEEP scoring points
Doing nice things
Battling distraction 
Calling BS on Capitalism 

Furrow at what you’ve just forgotten, squint at what you don’t see coming, smile at what’s in front of you

Film
A weird bath the cheap anxiety of being outside yourself
Stepping. Out of the shower for the thousands time and forgetting where you put your phone
Wet, wondering
Who’s gonna call, who’s gonna help
I’ve watched the same person go through this routine over fifteen thousand times
I’ve seen this person in like a million movies, it’s literally the same slightly different role
I can’t hear them thinking though the caption says: “you’re getting to old for this”
GRANDFATHER CLOCKS
VERY OLD TREES
It’s getting old, vitrine dreams
Comfortably confined to a glass jar and a glass mirror for shaving off the pieces 
A safe place that’s transparent and reflective 
There’s no legs in this movie, the film is flat
The next thing that will be written in the wet wall is “stall, get through another day”
Slow down take a bath next time
The morning is still in kindergarten 
They’re not thinking about anything else
Faulty inputs
Crazy to think we only try a few flavours
I can smell myself getting stupider
Still walkin around blindfolded like a Montessori kid, 
Ive seen a film of this guy one time 
We say good and bad stuff to ourselves 
And the music starts again

I want everyone with ambition to find the domino effect. Create the project thats latent with intention and see what happens after that.— VA

It’s has to be open source in a way — VA

Cumulative Abuse
Repetitive use injury
Wear and tear, wearing tears
can’t help running everyday
Out and back, home and away
knees running and bending
Wait for water, waiting for wind
A din surrounds me
Rectify
The Holy Mountain
A certain type of day 
Straw man arguments
I don’t have the added element, I get burned by the element 
Ignoring environment Canada warnings, the wind chill factor 
Put forks in blender
Registration
Find out what happened before you were around
Make yourself a hard target Structure A Short Trip
This is it, this could be the day that’s different 

Pile of Denial
It’s like that interview my dad had in 75, he was probably hungover too
Cologne piled on, masking….
Oh fuck that’s right I’m a writer,  a resume should not be a problem… Let me resume 
Whisky rum, risky combo I coulda showed up earlier 
It’s all so fake and I’m still faking
Good internet maneuvering skills read the job description along with a litany of spelling mistakes.
Just my type vacant, and flawed
Bored, perfect for the board room
Better in the bedroom, beneath the sheets, smothered in a pile of denial (time to wake up or I’ll be late) 
Cleanly abstract, a seeker looking for a sign
I’m so skinny it’s scary
I don’t want a messy relationship so I’m in a messy relationship
Maybe she’s pregnant, maybe i need a new character in my story… that’s a thought 
Waiting room, time to think
There’s that bottle of water you can drink
Legislature resumes today 
A hot blue dream
Not in that sea!
I don’t do trailers
Indistinctly
I love good extra work
That Berserker, making beautiful mistakes
TMRW PLZ GD

Restless
When did I become the only option, the only bad choice that makes you feel so good 
A prerogative 
Deceptive
They’ve decided to embark on their journey at the same time
Smoking along the way 
That trail will be nice today
These are the conditions 
Banal at best
We sound like them
Big thaw
Spearmint 
How do u let them know we’ll all be gone?
Whatever hurts your eyes (when you’re falling asleep)

Downturn
I should be louder than this
A punctuation mark 
Punch drunk at the 
end of a 
sentence
A REACH.
How am I allowed to navigate 
This ship into such rocky shore
House of cards, snowed in, words back and forth razor thin
Eavesdropping (on myself)
A gripping performance
I need to work harder on this writing
Something wrong with how w’s cross
PICK APART THE ACCIDENTAL
Watering holes, Working to death
What’s worthwhile?
That cannot be focused on 
The noisiest thing is a phone, and I’m nosiest about myself 
Trying to settle on a place
Things that make sense do not exist
Try writing a poem about how depressing ai is

Going Fast
Preoccupied with sadness
The morning drill
Get help, I’m not it
He looked, his dog looked, she looked. We all clinked glasses
I guess they know better than me?!
Quiet places to shoot 
I need longer days
Alongside myself 
My gloves are made out of my shirt 
The sun is doing good things today, I guess that’s why everyone is looking around
Speed bumps
All the things you are, but not for me

Old Man
My system is cold
busted broom, crusty straw
poor luck in the draw
pigeon poop
Low low res
I don’t think anyone is really enjoying this
Depends on how you behave
Crossing the Rubicon
Death sticks
Triangulating the problem, squaring things up
Cleaning things up 
After eight dinner mints, spearmint gum
Masking
The one table out of place, missing seat at the table
Vacant stall, still
Urinal reflection 
Circulating, bad circulation 
The nots and the ought tos
A fat narrow loser losing
All the things you are
A dunce a bint, absentmindness
Likely lonely
Beauty help beauty sleep, sleep walking
Dead weight, deadbeat, Debbie downer
It’s stays put, kaput
Right aid, wrong aid 
A RESTLESS, RECKLESS SOUL

Different Type of Rush
It’s a loop
Very High Sadness
Garbled home video with a date scrawled on it
First communion
You’re bringing something to the table 
When was that flower born 
The stream of consciousness is an amazing journey 
Scarborough Blizzard 
Most people feel like you
Rusty confrontation, jagged edge
A Blackburn rover
It takes time, it’s fine
This is not her majesty’s feast
Just squeeze me
A right turn outside yourself
If you don’t understand the difference between you and other people you can’t be a person in this world

WAITING FOR THE MOON TO PASS
NATURE’S PROGRESS
THE VEIL IS FABRICATED WITH FEELING
THERE’S GOTTA BE A HOLE IN THIS GATE
SHUTTING OFF 
SHELL SHOCKED
THE BEGINING OF A CONVERSATION
FIGURED WE KNOW THE SAME GEEKS
MAYBE I GIVE YOU A LOT MORE CREDIT, I DON’T HAVE ANY CREDIT 
A ZERO SUM GAIN
MORE OR LESS THE SAME 
SO SEMI OUT OF CONTROL
JUST OFF THE BRINK
TMRW THEY’RE OKAY, A DAY I’LL BE ALL BRIGHT

No Woe is me
No more is me
Vanished
Flailing in a stream lost in a dream
Do I want a midday beer or a coffee?
I need to get going
Address stray lines
Smoking with the drifters
Shitty design shitty structure 
THOUGHTS BACK IN PLACE, RETURNING TO THE SAME PLACE
Those things you say in your head before rubber stamping them for the people 
Enlarge that photo in the bathroom 

Eloquently Crass
Functional
Give me a wide berth
You might like the light leak
It’s a way of touching that’s touching
Angling for it
An embarrassing assortment 
I know…I lose things, or I forget
False alarms
You can’t change it today so why even bother talking about it, just take the step in front of you and wait
 RUNNING IS MOTION. PERPETUAL, INCREMENTAL LIKE LIFE… IN ORDER TO PERFECT THE MOVEMENT IT IS IMPORTANT NOT TO OVER STRIDE don't OVER STRIDE
leave space for PHILOSOPHIC ADAPTATIONS
how is that entirely false?

Windjammer
Slapchop music
A romantic rant
This must be coming out backwards 
Dudley Randall
Didactic material
Found a new street 
Seems like that’s where my body’s going
Near the train tracks
Squinting into the sun
Searching for the conductor 
Cramming before the test
YES, PRACTICE IS ALL AROUND YOU
Back then they went out in a blaze
I don’t need confidence, I need assistance
A SENSE OF VAGRANT DESPERATION
I don’t think you’re anyone different than you are right now 
Testing the veracity and validity of my emotions 
If I know what I’m doing I know how far I’ll have to go, and probably won’t want to
We need to mind our moons so our suns can shine
How do I tell the truth in so many ways?it’s easier not to
basically what happened

the grand scheme of things 
If that was Friday that means today is Saturday 
A tranquilizer, a full stop 
I’m still exploring solutions
Clearly rolling the dice
Washed up
Only your family would say that’s nice
There isn’t much to add to the experience 
Reading a book by the window
drowning in a collage of thoughts
Battle tested, one with the weather, at peace with the war of art
Too many things in here, 
too many things out there  WE ARE all FIGHTING FOR
ATTENTION AUTONOMY 
I suppose some people are really just living on the edge
Editing is the fun part
When you grow up
Didn’t see what it was can’t see what it is
My emotions are bit saggy
I’d drop in i if could tell which way the wind was blowing 
That’s actually a ski quote, I bought a ski coat
It’s like you’re two steps behind
Likely ran into problems early on
You somehow manage to do it, the thing you somehow always manage to do; your meaning

Workwear
Work in progress
Cool adjacent 
Na, I’m not buying it
A beer in McDonald’s with good intentions, the right idea, the wrong place 
Nice work if you can get it
Distance
I don’t like working in tight spaces
It’s Friday you can listen to disco 
Switch cost, sleep debt
Lines blurred
Always starting over
Overdue for a work of art
Now that’s a psychedelic break, one every February 
It’s got a jingle jangle to it
You keep finding ways to destroy yourself
The dream stopped when I stepped out of the shower
Psychically connected to the words
Now let’s see if I can get dressed, put both legs inside the other, trip
Ask better questions 
Maybe I’ll get laid tonight 
Timberland
Workaholic, alcoholic
I guess that’s my lot, i jest 
What would Viktor Frankl do?
There’s time to fix myself, as soon as I cross the street 
Maybe I’ll crash and burn like her
Nothing new to report 
Let’s see where this rabbithole goes…
Straight to Bordeaux 
You pay the price for boredom
Empty night
Inexpert hands
Maybe I’m disgusting, maybe I’m discussing-out in the open 
Intellectually annihilated by noon
I feel nothing Ill towards you, I feel nothing at all
Optics, the big picture 
I may not get around to everything 
Write when you’re exhausted
I did not lock that door
Shocker!
Minischool Perspective

Loose Joints
Im at the hospital giving birth to myself and my father is across the street slowly dying
This maybe writes most of itself or our lives do
I can here my mother saying something to me in the waiting room but I can’t quite make it out
I read a poem to my father actually maybe two one about Father’s Day and the other about something that happened on a Wednesday that was alive 
I took forever get here, he took days to leave 
Same address, we’re this close to addressing each other 
30 bucks for a birth chart, 
I never look at the weather
A raincoat would have helped a different person 
We’re different people
That’s that this is it, this is the moment 
It’s all one turn
Morgan freeman type 
Digest your food, we’ve both said it to eachother, what other words?
My problems are of a different sort
Tragic optimism 
It just struck me
I can’t sustain my own interest
LINE OF QUESTIONING LEVELED
it's all over my face
Beneath that fear of death is that fear of really living, sinking your BRITTLE
 teeth into it
I’m telling you both things at once, living both things at
once
A quantum leap, heaping it on
The train just left it is it not coming back 
THE SOUL, THE SUN
$icknote$

1:11pm
111ft
Not the flowers I’m bringing to the rodeo
A time to shut my trap
Very unamerican
Made by an obscure producer 
Maybe I’d rather pretend this never happened
I’m shooting air balls, not taking the game seriously
The same different option
I imagine some people are having the conversation
Do the stay inside next
Have a quiet one
When the trees are bare
Is that the new young and the restless?
A young tree in kindergarten
It needs to have both
Nothing radically different I’m just spilling out my emotions
I need a sabbatical 
I HAVE TO shut it off
Is it absolutely obvious I have no confidence?
Something different will come together
DESTINATION MOON

"Animals become indifferent to their young as soon as their young can look after themselves, but human beings, owing to the length of infancy, find this difficult." Bertrand Russell

Curmudgeons
Some things have nothing to do with now
The anticipation of something good was always there like a warm cup of coffee 
Awfully nice thought
The experience 
That’s exactly who that is 
Sniffing wet snow 
This dog doesn’t know where we’re going 
Past the skating rink I think
I could be like that groovy skateboarder
Get some books from the library 
They’re doing good things in there
Pizza pizza is humiliating 
I need a psychic reader for my Salvation, a real Soul Shaker.. that would be humbling 
These conditions aren’t well
THE MESH IS STILL UP
I’m speaking to a dog while speaking to myself
DEBATES IN OUTER SPACE
I’m sure this shawarma will be good
Something is coming together here
Things will settle soon, keep tending your garden and avoid other ppls graveyards 🌞
ENJOY YOUR LIFE!

Necessary 
Today would be a poor day to check out
I’d be pulling the wrong thread
I’m stunned 
I really know how to put my pants in backwards 
The frayed type
It’s slowly forcing it’s way through 
Tomorrow will be a beautiful day, not today
I have a rash and I’m learning a lot about it 
I always have an itch to go out, and I’m willing to pay for it with dollars and uncommon sense
I’m a hot club off the beaten path
My tempo is very fast
You can make statements that bounce and ones that fall flat just like that
This might be the nature or nurture I’ve been scratching my head about?
Notoriety, no variety
I’m curious what this blue has to offer
A record of how things occurred 
Seafoam/Black/Forest
Moving Units (each day)

Concentration 
Or lack there of 
My writing falls asleep in bed
As best as I can define the loose parts of my mind 
How did I get here?
Define compliment? Better yet Load it
If you ask the same questions you get the same answers.
Things will never change
Needs a lot more ingredients
I’m not sure why I think that’d be appropriate
These boots that were made for walking look cheap today
PAUSED SCREEN, DIFFERENT SCENES… DAYS OF LIFE
 Blowing the dam
We clearly haven’t figured it out 
You’re gonna hear a good story
Locked out of my own life
For 10 minutes a minute ago
PERSONAL PRISONS
winter warz
Bored

Ouch
I like breakfast 
First tracks
The anxiety was down my throat faster than the clerk approached me
on my nerves and in my pockets
The old shoe store pitch, i knew it well
Maybe it’s passively ironic
Not the place for an empty stomach
I need a better idea, it hurts being here
The answer is that obviously 
44 hrs plus commissions, shoe horned in
So many ppl standing still
The more I stare the more they scatter shatter
A graceful exit, an ungrateful exit
Roar of the Village Idiots
IGNORANT SPEECH

It’s going down the drain
Like the greatest thing just happened
The rollover effect
A liberal kook
Likely fraud
Mutual friends
Mad river
An odd error
Daredevil stunt, dare to be different 
I want to be part of the wave
the wind blows both ways
Out and Back
Seeds of thoughts and things
The crazy thing is how alone you have to feel in this world
to feel a part of it

This Way and That
Maybe I shouldn’t write this down
We can all be so nuanced
Alexandra Luke
Still feeling sorry for myself and its past noon
I'm probably an idiot but that's the problem when you're the same person in one body
I’d like to buck a trend or two
Something of that Ilk 
I don’t know what’s wrong with me 
It’s like we have chemistry, it’s like we don’t have symmetry 
There’s nothing you don’t have 
You want to run
Go out and find something 
Are they suggesting you don’t need it?
I understand one thing, you mean another 
It’s coming from down there, bad jazz, the type you get married and divorced to
That was a major play 
This guy is burning it up on sax, no sex
I don’t doubt that the best one didn’t come out on top
My tooth fell out of arguments, I made a wish
Wore my white turtleneck, and looked mint
A lovely baritone, a deep sigh, dinner is served
The look of love
Asking for advice on a date, how to break up
Someone else is editing this story
It’s useless talking over each other
I know what you can’t do but what can you do?
I can’t solve problems quickly, they don’t serve quickly
We’re watching paint dry inside a flower 
Coulda been a good story, still a stormy part of the story
BOSSA NOVA at just right time 
Just slow enough, feeling just low enough 
A banana peel, an idiosyncratic play
Maybe a meltdown
I guess I’ll get separated from myself
Take the pennant, take the property
Numbers ripped apart, emotions depart
Fitting the bill, footing the bill
Stablemates; reprise
SOME PPL DO THIS, SOME PPL DO THAT
I feel like a developer cramming lunch at the desk, but nothing saved this at the death

Preparations
You need a tape measure to break the vastness into parts
They were mall walking friends
I found my mom watching her funeral in the basement
I can’t describe that feeling anymore 
It’s hard to know others limits when they don’t even know yours
February can really slip by, its that ‘Are you?’ part I think, that question 
It’s either on screen or in a dream but heroes always fall
You have to walk before you can run: the motto on their t shirts
The Lotto is Friends or Design 
When I’m not fine I think about these things
It conflicts somewhere there
Between the shoppers and the non stoppers 
Putting archival material to use
There’s no way to get it right 
Vivian Maier born:February 1, 1926, New York, New York, United States
I don’t know why people keep inverting it 
Dauber brush brush 
Champagne burps, right sock wrong foot
I withhold until I’m balanced emotionally 
Stacked chart
I am a real balanced work of art
Makes sense that I put it there
Can see you’re in another world not paying attention 
I’m doing so much work behind the scenes
Should say I’m pleased with this poem and haven’t even started painting yet
I need a clear field of vision 
I like the roller best
All black canvas
This is an ironic setting 
Different craft bro, totally different graft
I have no problem finding words or I’m know where near it
This might be a masterpiece 
The sort of song I can bob and weave to
Like a stickman
Maybe I’ll make shallow splash 
Here and there, almost a straight line
Call it decorating, separating myself
There’s just so much emotion in what people say, that it’s hard come back right away 
Don’t surround that thought with anything else yet
I don’t need to discover they’re open for takeout
The only difference is they’re doing it you’re talking about it but it speaks to all of us 
I guess I’m just painting black canvases tonight 
The flow is here
Bouncing in a tight space 
Sometimes it’s too seminal (Seminole Trail of Tears)
We have to account for this
I’ve found this brush in the hour of my stupidity 
Actually unfortunate, actually a challenge 
Just another story 

Slow Roller
Time ticker, time taker
Tasting time
Compliance
A bookable offence
A paradoxical intention, paradoxical wish
My moon is all over this
Hire someone new in the painting department 
I can’t hide the fact that I’m thinking of something 
In fact I don’t have confidence in this relationship 
We get tripped up
If February lingers..
Allow the unconscious to speak 
Some shitty Willy Nelson 
The strange order of things
There aren’t any leftovers 
Close that drawer
Something mutual; a goodbye, a remorseful buy
I can only say I’m seasonal
At best bucolic 
the bun is out is out of the oven
Timber!
Playing in the same sandbox 

Idling
Frequency has resonance but I’m not going to repeat those words
My Satin Doll
Doing them a favour 
Why am I even telling you this
I can’t leave you in the dust
I haven’t reached for that one, it doesn’t match things right now
That look made it a day
Not that exciting
Bouncing 
He likes leverage
Rubric 
Let’s hope I don’t remember that tmrw
I’m not getting iced that easily, not falling for that one
I don’t want go down like that 
Gravity is only one of the things we feel
I feel unalgorithmable!
A UNIQUE HUMAN 
literal
i'm zeroing in
my batting average is up
 having a renaissance 
tyner is on the radio

Self Portrait
Hidden
My job has reduced me to a punchline 
A heavy page
Tension, boredom, despair 
I have a tendency of vanishing into thin air
FAR TOO INTO FANTASIES
NOTE TO SELF INDULGENCE
Stick to the big picture
SELF PORTRAITS
Medicine Cabinets
Postcards in the mail
Midriffs and Triptychs
Understanding as precursor (empathy)

I’ve borrowed last nights heartbeat to begin today…Morning is a faint memory of yesterday 
Waking up is pointless, but thats just the point, the directionless excess
There’s chaos in this circle
My apartment has a faux fireplace that doesn’t keep me warm, the chills do; they tickle my fancy more than the flames
Makes it all the more true
There’s that guy walking the streets again, the most aggressive driver ever invented is venting
It’s always that debate
Haptic Wake - Casey May McGuire
At the heart of the matter 
This is an  incoherent reading of the proceedings
where's my six figure contract?

Turned Around
Don’t let things slide out of your context 
What do I wear to this thing now
I was ready to do some living 
I lose a lot of the world in there
But then you realize the barriers to it
You would need a wheelchair in my place
Go down hill slower
Improve your time
Can’t even go down a rabbithole
Be more like a baker
She might have been enamoured 
We trickle up and down 
He wore his best hat to the club but the door was locked; a bonnet not fair
It’s nice to know yourself
EMOTIONALLY TRANSPARENT DEBATES instead of ARGUMENTS
I did a family thing tonight and they were happy to see me
Live perpetually incrementally
I’m fascinated with the fact that I’m around
I think that’s how it goes
Life
Getting lost in one thing
Living in brackets
A living implication 

Flat Tops
It will tell you something 
My house is no longer full of cobwebs
Astrologically Meaning there isn’t much difference between the way I appear and the way that I act
At least I’ve put that record on
That’s the part I got wrong
So close to it
Running hot, walking on the wrong side of the road
Maintain your living space, swap photos, flip furniture 
Both of them were wearing blue toques..   it may have been the same conversation… she was more forthright he was more laid back, slumped
Wouldn’t you want an extension of you and not just you? a wider arm to feel the world
She was a good painter a year ago, he was a good player actor 
It always starts this way
PARECON
A LONG EMAIL THREAD B/T ME AND MY SUBCONSCIOUS 
The weight of it all, imagine the chances
It would have worked out for them if they had met in their twenties
His friends keep applauding him, it must be her birthday 
Somethings exploded, a spark
Her hands are speaking, it looks like he’s not really eating
I can say that to myself now 
Tomorrow I’m going to go out and get my myself a new blue toque
And leave footprints in the snow

Trashy
Nothing I haven’t faced before 
A nice notch 
It’s starting again 
You couldn’t possibly know everything 
This song sounds like a beat up car
Physical changes need to happen 
I don’t understand…
I can barely maintain flow 
A line here a line there
I’ll be sudden one, I’ll be a subtle one 
A big fat heavy sigh
Don’t reach for words
I’ll tell you what… I would not provoke that one over there 
Maybe that’s it 
How do you stop the movement of time
POST PANDEMIC 
Use humour like armour, lukewarm flavoured water; tea for you
Speak slowly 
Uttered love
Workin thru to r changes 

Waiting for the Streetcar 
Moving towards the light then becoming one with the light; a source, a guiding light
A focal point in and out of sleep 
It doesn’t make sense but I get it
Dystopian bus stops and derelict developments
It might only be a word that puts you there
I don’t want to be a gravedigger but there’s things I can’t forget see, the images on the bus just roar past me.. I haven’t noticed a thing 
This feeling that it’s going to happen today
It’s just like this stop, a point along a loop
Why not get to know myself better ?
I’m drowning in doubt I’m not that amphibious
FOOLISHLY CONCEDING TO OPPONENTS 
Keep oiling the gears stop the grinding 
A piece of me is clouded right in front of me, I can’t blow him away
So many permutations, a scheduling nightmare
I’m going to cross the street feel the anatomy of my being and wait here
This time there’s resistance 
Something important is coming a good shift but I don’t know what it is so it’s hard for me to allocate the appropriate amount of time for it
Custom framing
It happened the same way but looked different
The other side sounds different 
That shit used to be everywhere 
The language of the universe 
Melee combat
SELLING GUNS
Dissuasion 
Waiting for the Streetcar 
Moving towards the light then becoming one with the light; a source, a guiding light
A focal point in and out of sleep 
It doesn’t make sense but I get it
Dystopian bus stops and derelict developments
It might only be a word that puts you there
I don’t want to be a gravedigger but there’s things I can’t forget see, the images on the bus just roar past me.. I haven’t noticed a thing 
This feeling that’s it’s going to happen today
It’s just like this stop, a point along a loop
Why not get to know myself better ?
I’m drowning in doubt I’m not that amphibious
FOOLISHLY CONCEDING TO OPPONENTS 
Keep oiling the gears stop the grinding 
A piece of me is clouded right in front of me, I can’t blow him away
So many permutations, a scheduling nightmare
I’m going to cross the street feel the anatomy of my being and wait here
This time there’s resistance 
Something important is coming a good shift but I don’t know what it is so it’s hard for me to allocate the appropriate amount of time for it
Custom framing
It happened the same way but looked different
The other side sounds different 
That shit used to be everywhere 
The language of the universe 
Melee combat
SELLING GUNS
Dissuasion 

Mallrat
The Cole’s notes won’t do you justice, you’ll just be at loggerheads 
Mutiny, further self scrutiny
Count yourself out, whatever the rant may be
Details (don’t leave them out)
An important brick 
Don’t quote your crayon, lots happened back then 
Stumbling into a stupor of wrecklessness
Don’t dabble in optics, don’t window shop
It’s a zero sum game
a COURT WITH NO HOOPS 
me and the POOR SPORTS
 gotta know exactly when to take off
After all this time you’re the only thing that’s tangible, left stranded
BEING KIND TO MYSELF
Is it a value system you want to believe in
So many layers to explore in your own sweet way
Barbed Wire Sickness
Bibliomancy
Is this battle just a ghost 
Seeing a record is visual

Downtown
Compensatory Consuming
Concerning Loss
Another layer, Another dimension
fathomably, unfathomable or not
emojji heavy, emotions heavy
fictious are the phantoms who haunt these halls
This is resistance training 
A confusing m.o, a conflated moment
Stuck between an island, and a country 
Words along the journey
A grasp of life, a gripe 
Im a neat loser, packing up along the way; the chips are down and I’m in sway this is the motion of the ocean before I Fragilly
gradually 
float away
WINTERING
(What cannot be packaged for social media)

Morning Run
Only so much time left
Outside the weather is pointless
A few hours to split myself apart
This whole thing is something 
Pure grey; so still
Oblivion
It is a gift, singular 
Take inventory 
Windows of empathy, doors through closure
It’s almost like it never happened 
That is the deck of time
Waiting for the night to envelope 
Suddenly dread
Tomorrow is a thousand days later
Record highs 
Cut the tape
STICK UP! 
Take another big gulp 
Speaking to my feet listening to my heart… there’ll be more of that tmrw 
Morning Run
Only so much time left
Outside the weather is pointless
A few hours to split myself apart
This whole thing is something 
Pure grey; so still
Oblivion
It is a gift, singular 
Take inventory 
Windows of empathy, doors through closure
It’s almost like it never happened 
That is the deck of time
Waiting for the night to envelope 
Suddenly dread
Tomorrow is a thousand days later
Record highs 
Cut the tape
STICK UP! 
Take another big gulp 
Speaking to my feet listening to my heart… there’ll be more of that tmrw 

After all these years people are still people; dissolving in the microwave.
A penny serenade with a punctuation mark at the end
Shattered salt and vinegar chips on the side were divided
Some ppl speak like the market; only speculation 
It’s not like it wasn’t supposed to happen; it did then
22/22/22/22/22
A flawed idiosyncrasy
Cutting through the universe
THE ITCH THAT WASN’T BEING SCRATCHED 
All the same it’s all work
BARE + BLURRY
MAYBE THINGS WERE NEVER IN FOCUS
Just like that time lapse video of a rose growing
THAT’S JANUARY FOR YOU

Although she was beautiful and loved everything about my place, I had to wonder; why was she here?
Heartless Romantic
Memories are so distinct
Keep thinking
What attitude do you wake up with when you’re sleeping? Is your gear wide awake 
An earthquake, a tidal wave, a natural disaster, this is a way to start the day; for breakfast
I know when she’s serious I know when she’s sad
Single file, a few less seconds of stress make a difference 
Play Your Piano, take stock 
I haven’t downloaded any nature in a while or anything from a gallery
Anything from a park, I’m set apart
2:22pm
Misanthrope 
It’s sounds like there is more than one instrument playing
SUGGESTED READING, SUGGESTED WATCHING 
THE WORLD, THE FLESH AND THE DEVIL
mother night
NATION OF TWO
there goes that one
i surrender

win95.exe
A NON DOTCOM
Parallels
Peaks and valleys
DELINQUENT STAKEHOLDERS
DISSEMINATING CONTENT
SHORTER LIFECYCLES
INTRODUCTION to Moral envy
you know something is wrong, but you don't know what; and worse yet you don't know what the results will be
it just get closer and closer
LANEWAY ORANGE, LANEWAY LIGHTS
a GRADIENT BOOK
a POSTCARD
SOMETIMEs THE FEELING IS FURTHER OUt
Keep your mouth busy
WHAT Do YOU SEE?
PAY AS YOU GO
XOXO 

Robber
Somebody might mutter something
Inconsolable 
Internal compass, navigated to the right place, we’re a map for the next chapter 
BODY AND SPIRIT
Beginning and end Capacity, stakes gift
We all have a different story 
LOGIC WILL BREAK YOUR HEART
SHORT TERM HEARTACHE
GOOD MISTAKES
Lessons

Every tragedy we face reminds us to leave a little piece of heaven on earth and brings us together with those
Paladin
11:11am
I’ve been trying to avoid the game my whole life it seems, Taking uncomfortable shots (many)
Sharing oneself (and w/many)
ATTENTION TO PROCESS
READING WORDS ON  PAGE
THAT SORT OF THING.
SOME ROADS MAY NOT TAKE YOU WHERE YOU THINK
Like our THOUGHTS may NOT EITHER
IMPROBABLE IMAGES
Self cento poetry 
SOMEONE HAS TO RECORD THIS 
4:44pm

Brass Tacks
Gushing the real stuff 
Grounded acquiescence, resigned to what we’ve been reduced to
The weight of the blanket statements puts you right to bed-zombies
Nobody wants to leave the party
Waltzy writing (on the wall)
Brass Tacks
Gushing the real stuff 
Grounded acquiescence, resigned to what we’ve been reduced to
The weight of the blanket statements puts you right to bed-zombies
Nobody wants to leave the party
Waltzy writing (on the wall)

Shadow Play
U can have fun with this one
Following 
Spiders
Might be time to step on the gas
Put the earplugs in 
You can’t always go in fast forward 
That shits gonna go up in smoke 
Billowing 
Other Peoples Business
No code development
Get your bottoms right
Don’t be going in both directions at once
Avoid chicken before the eggsplanations 
Makes it look like I’m moving out
Right behind myself 
With my curtains closed
I’m beat up from Uber eats

Observations
You’ve only got so much time to work on things 
A baby would have been just as profound 
People get points for things 
Couch surfing 
Pulling a Peeler
They would never believe how asleep I was-out cold
She’d never been 
/we’re gonna get massages/
All the ancillary work
Sorry gotta clean up my room (I left a bunch of toys out)
The Things People Say
wait until it's quiet enough to drop the pin
some people think there's a lot of time, some people think its time!

The Rattlesnake
The taddle tale
How often do you feel the face
and personality of each sign
Be sure to complete your Sign-out forms
When you’re a runner you’re
always on the brink
3:33pm
4:44pm
The seasons are sighs of
relief as we breathe in and
out collectively 
Sometimes there’s subtle confusion, I can hear it in
her voice
Jazz leaves a lot of margin
for error
Introspection and Congeniality
We don’t share reality
Bad inputs
Don’t check out to early
Bye Bye Braveman
Who’s the beneficiary of bad
luck
It get closer and closer, not chronologically; bedmas
1:11AM
a deadly combination, all the
good weapons
Looking at my footprints in
the snow; went as beautifully
as they went 
Continuing that thought...

“We have an impulse to explain who we are.” - Maya Angelou 

Coyotes
My heart has the capacity 
He’d get a kick out of that 
How do we continue the story this is not a dull plot
I need to review the last chapter
The skill set is there it’s just a larger challenge 
Start writing tomorrow 
1/11
5:55pm
Most of us aren’t ready to do that
Effort
Ask a better question 
If you already have it figured out, then what are you doing?
Lean into it!
Human Download Sessions (actual): shower, sleep, run
I’ll get iced some day too, maybe soon but there’s no sense thinking about that right?!
I do love hearing stories about my dad
You can imagine them doing some things
I’m not sure how to package this for social media…
Placating egos
You can make the puzzle easier by moving one just one part
Don’t get distracted 
Another humbling layer

Juice 
I am not part of a movement, I am movement; a current occurring a force, a friend and a foe, a necessary heart beating unnecessary evil, a torch that illuminates, these words form a rock, the foundation of my being: black
I’ve grown now I need to grow up some more
Standing on a 45
No music will make you feel better 
One predictable thing one thing not so much
To know what that means is a hard thing
It wasn’t what I heard it was how I heard it
In some sense it already is 
It starts shaking from deep inside
In all other cases your stupid “life goes on
How can it be that vapid, rapid, banal
It’s so finite, yet infinite 
Leave something durable behind, run out of breath trying
Breath on that window you’re staring out of and write down your grievances. Nobody will get to them later but at least you’ll have piece of mind
Can u see the deadline now
What’s the point of the pretence? can’t we live in the present tense 

Great Scott 
Like birth
Losing a friend you were getting to know
A tactile activity 
A shock
Your emotions are over flowing 
It’s called making love
You know what this feels like but this time it’s happening in plain sight
That’s the beginning of the rift
Skin deep
Time vs Creativity 
Speaking like a socialist acting republican
It’s telling you not to do it
Get down on your hands and knees
Sometimes you can afford to make mistakes; when and when not to
Rights scolding, moral scriptlessness
Deer Crossing
Efflorescence 
Chet Baker Sings - I Fall in Love Too Easily 

Brilliant Corners
Or so they say
5:55am
Unmooring myself
Tactics might change 
There dangers of getting to the depths of it too soon; this might be where they came up with the name: The Pains of Being Pure at Heart
3 years at least; to wake up and smell the black birch
3:33pm
5:55pm
No matter what you’ll fall for something (too many traps have been laid) we’re trapped 
We all have a planet or two
His reflection disappeared from the window as I walked past
Aren’t we all empiricists
Sometimes we hang on
You have to be sure about every letter every step not on toes
A wintergreen dream along a winding trail in the winter
You can bet they’ll loot your leftover

Lee-Way
Take your ideas further, they’re really just another idea
Choose a cassette 
Fast and loose
chopping trees, shopping for bodies 
John’s gone
It’ll just all end you slowly and perhaps not gently
Every book is a bible relatable to your immediate human experience 
This I love you business
Grab your peanuts, popcorn; lights camera action!
Dolores Hayden
And so we say farewell to our hero

Friendzone
Check your heart at the door
VAR
I just want that rise
The things we only see on TV 
I wouldn’t do anything out of character; but things that more reveal my true character 
That doesn’t hold much water
Far too many sighs
Eventually they’ll just wipe your slate clean
“The pleasure at being the cause” is at the foundation of flow 

Flat Tires
We need to restore some balance 
Giant hogweed, cow parsnip
I guess you’re always trying to be somewhere 
That must be it; an empty bag, a flat tire, flat feeling
Shifting my brain to writing
The answers will come later
Maximum Joy
Might as well be imagining things… like the time for example 
A knuckle cracking dragon
I guess I never knew what you heard and what you didn’t 

Slow Moving Vehicle 
Slow moving mare
That I can do
That girl, that boy. How can they be? Anything but revisionist history 
We lose different battles
Bourgeois Socialism, Lifestyle Liberalism
Nothing will save you, but something will for the time being

Pleasure in the Past
Fixated on the future 
I’ve seen trees grow and leaves die
The young ones always feel indestructible 
It would be like praying every day and the stopping when you need it most
Eyes, nose, mouth, head
Black Widow
Finding relevance while we’re here and when we’re gone
Socialists really want something that hasn’t existed (but in some form has)

Altered Images
Santa Fe, Santa Barbara
Accumulating Flow
Keep your thoughts organized 
We never know what’s tearing us down 
Are you still here?
The energy of these things is changing
Our culture has reduced us to gossiping (and quarrelling) instead of face to face 

Dreams
The only thing happening in this weather is decay
I’m having a real problem with these pants right now 
That’s one way to do things 

Just Playing the Blues
Just add ice
It’s legs are shaking 
We work on the same cycles 
I don’t feel a thing 
Here Are a List of Things 
Sticking to my pay grade
She’s an extreme one sometimes 
Colours in the rain
A Night in Tunisia 
I’ll decide tomorrow if I’ll stop here or carry on 
My feet have felt the earth
That is the saddest bear
I saw a cardinal on nye, new directions 
Is this beginning of breaking?
I could eat this everyday 
I can hear the tap running quietly, but I can’t turn it off
It’s an earful

Prom Date 
Heavy winds calm core
Can barely find the nearest convenience store
Too many boondoggles
information you have and information u don’t 
I watched paint dry all week, because it’s exciting 
Why is everything a stretch for you
I take a few guesses
Her face flew threw time a face from the past in the present 
Just the fact that I refused to be shaped into a square
a parasocial relationship
I guess I just close my eyes and wait til tmrw for another a unique calamity 

Bread Trail 
Perfect ability, practice makes perfect ability 
Don’t kill yourself working for other people because other people aren’t working for you
Cognitive labor 
That one’s not had problem in their whole life
How quickly can you check that tendency 
When you say we’re very similar it’s so true because we’ve met each other as humans
Think about the good seeds
What dim worldview to have 
Struggle sessions, criticism session
They’re always closing some shit down
I hate when I can’t tell the shit from the leaves
/I think I wanna wait a little longer for the value to go up before I sell/

Big Fun
Just another white story 
There’s your answer right there 
The pecking order 
Things will be classy and then they won’t be
just be human and concise
it more fun that way
That’s the catch
So many copies
Still quite white 
Can’t see my shit from my fuck
Nobody wants to watch a game like that
Russian Constructivism
These squares are close enough 
I guess you gotta figure that one out for yourself

Shelter
Hiding within myself
Dish should 
Work right 
s.l.o.w.d.o.w.n.
What books best protection?
Organizing myself 
So much skin
If it’s not one thing it’s another 
We seem to heavily underestimate how different people are
That’s essentially the compromise 
Absorbing things from my 
atmosphere… Subliminally 

Talking In Circles
United front
Phenomenology 
Downloading information 
Taking Heidegger a bit too literally

I’ve been meaning to have a conversation with myself about that
Habits
If I continue to watch the fan spinning I’ll fall asleep
Im preoccupied by this amongst other things
Suddenly not ironic 

Keep adding layers 
I’m not on the circuit anymore 
Smokin in the alley
He has a punchable name 
A plausible cause 

2:22pm
thats a good thing to base it on
Giving and taking is really a thing 
missing for hours
it came to me in a storm
Never curse yourself if you’re blessed
dating another deadbeat caught up in this mess
This whole thing could just whisk us away
By virtue of someone there or You there 
The places you gotta go to get there

Rich experiences 
/I also don’t want to be in the corporate world or whatever it is/
U gotta last in this place
A long drawn out story 
Pricing strategies 
Easy Life, Famous LastWords
Leave the kids at home

Broken Blues
Leave space for intuition
I’m a sample size guy
If I’m late it feels like a date 
This universe is alternate, it’s unfortunate 
Very Sally Rooney

Pipeline
I need to get a grip on my work so I can come to grips with work
Make lots of money and die as fast possible. The job of capitalists in a nutshhell
Could have been you've just seen my likeness
I don't know what I'm seeing anymore could be me could be her but it's finding me 
The earth was opened up a week ago
I can imagine myself imagining things; I look so serene 
I’m no stud but I got decent range
I’ve been running by myself too much, I’ve been running from myself too much
Everything isnt riding on it but everything’s riding on it
Red Herrings

600
8:33a.m.
Finding my way out of some maze, a mare
She’s not cooking meals at home
By virtue of it being old
Minus a couple 
They’re often entitled
Intro highlights 
I feel lIke like I’m headed in that direction already 
Back to work
Long hills 
These scissors will make it feel more important— 

Where I Used To Be
It’s the replays
/the most sumptuous team move/
/if the virus affected them you have to feel for France/
/how many times have they done that/
/the world most illogical game, it is just plain ridiculous/
That sad cactus 
I hope I’m seeing things 
The hottest version of each color
I found this on the ground three years ago
How does it feel to lose a game for once
Tools for raising class consciousness 
That’s it

Outer Space
gravity
I’m suddenly driven by forces
At a certain point it hits you
Quirky bits and bobs
Just trying to get things out of my system 
It’s like I’ve never been down this road
111 Close ave
/do you wanna do it all together?/
Music is far to cyclical for there to be anything annual about it 
Lo key hypebeast

Q's
So tired of everything I don’t even want to go to sleep 
I need to feel anonymous 
Highlights 
It’s like you’re not allowed to win
It’s serendipitous and sad
Some work harder than others some don’t work at all
I’m having a hard time with it myself
They were also a baby once
I got a lot of questions

Consulado
Take care of the things right in front of you.
Focus on the things you can control
Scale
This stuff is groovy
I’m close to the word cool I don’t run young or old
Time to put in a shift
How do the notes contribute to the strokes
Rarely is anyone paying attention to the same thing at the same time 
TNF — /If he turns the corner he can really go to the house/
/gets it away before he gets creamed/
/we saw that in the last series and it continues here/
Lots of things to do, lots of hours in life might as well fill em
Skip sketch dynamics 
I don’t know if there’s any gist to get but I just digested it
The Game in 10

Mood swinging, jingle bells ringing 
I’m a mystery to myself let alone anyone else
Your boots should be the biggest item on the menu, they were made for walking
I had the same experience too
The best thoughts 
Like I was suddenly being remote controlled
If they were brought back to life would there music still sound the same 
That’s been the routine with that guy for a minute 
Death and debts
Maybe I should have been gone already 
There’s no “last year..”
I am a wrestles human being, I am a wreck less human being broken but I stick to myself like glue
There  are a few too many things piling up that I don’t want to do
We’re all peasants, open your presents 
Stuck in the morass

finding flowers
I'm finding flowers everywhere
the kindness you find
these days....

Sense, Sensibility, and Temperance
Lost purple gloves
Exhibiting Aquarian behaviour 
Now is the time to go faster
Get back to the piano
Absorbing information 
Too much horn
On the floor of the streetcar
Painting out problems 
Taking the reigns
Taking out pages
After all these years I still fold my socks the same way
It’s shocking because it was written so unconsciously 
Quality control can get low
Avoiding the thing you want to do most
Thankfully it’s not in/on my hands
Looks like garbage, is garbage what a waste
That’s the killer
Being left on a need to know basis
Places you can be recognized as fine without It
Listen to your own thoughts

Casting Call
Unconscious at play when you’re asleep, afraid when you’re awakened
she didnt even exist before
Was that thing just so dead it was done?
Guess what happened today
Suddenly the whole archive is gone, like it never happened but I’m jogging in your memory like a track star under the moonlight going in circles around your heart
Breakup stuff I get broken up about stuff 
The voice itself is an instrument 
Let’s see how this will finish
I’m just reading the book fast
Waiting room, waiting for room… looking at my things look at myself… you’re competition repetition every line we’re out of line out of step off script it is time for us to admit

Long Streets
Open roads
Lazily covert, overt, open closed and shut
At least once I day I forget to run or hide, show face
Quiet the things in my cranium, on the brain in the mend
A lot of reparations
Bring a marker, mark this space in time
This is how I operate 
The heater is hissing

Archives
I could tell by the sound of the trucks outside what time of the morning it was; what type of day it would be… one for the archives 
Feels like I’m feeling my shirt

Better Words
When I turned around it was right in front of me
Seemed wounded
Analog activities 
Not the body moving type
Just the way it was accented
Time to water those plants

Jingle
Gobble gobble 
Don’t swallow that pin, or forget about it
True colours show in the fall; against leafy dry backdrops
Some things are just too real
you have the ability to move people, because youve moved me, let this be your light through the darkness
There’s more than 40 chapters left in your story 
May the mystery continue
We’re leaving under a full moon 
These thoughts will die nicely 
I would say that’s the play
Smoke breaks, lunch breaks 

Doomed
Rewards 
We are all afraid to die, we just want to know what the easiest solution to not thinking about it is and who is going to tell us what it is
That’s the thing about parents one will teach you to believe, the other will teach you to believe in the right thing
Id rather focus on that armie hammer cover or arm and hammer cleaner-- cleaning the sink 
one thing to look at, focus on
heavy breathing
i guess that would break your brain
we all write poetry, we are poetry
this process has really been about developing intuition
its like you like to know but you dont because youre doomed
we re as opposite as we appear

Good Faith 
You’re only as far as you’ve made it
Something WILL be different about that scene
The project of managing ourselves
She can be objective
 I can be vague for a vague reasons
Today is Monday tomorrow is Thursday 
Anxious about leaving 
How often do I walk on this side of the road 
Which way— how are you falling down
If it’s worth doing take your time and do it

Some Day
Find, want
Figured so
We all calm down
This guy is playing poker
Ask the least
You cut out toward the end there
I can Listen closely to the dead leaves blow away from me; from the tree that was supposed to be
I’m not the type you’d mourn over

Friends
Project Managers
Better to hold hands

I must contain my worst nightmares
I need a direction to run in
This is a new turn
I’m like tire pressure I change I’m tired of this pressure 
I’m sweating over this
A key piece of the puzzle!
This one’s got a shaker in it; it goes cha cha cha
Reconciling, loading….unloading 
The fabrics don’t agree with each other 
All voices

Others
Must be, muse be
Sad weird wonderful year
Stick your head in an unorthodox box see what comes out
Always on some cumulative bs
The words are stuck and gone now everything feels psychosomatic 
What is up with today?!
Everything exists in the new
I can have a world with you but can’t be out in this world with you
It’s amazing what’s on our brains
I’ve been asked a few times and I do not know; because I do not know
I still don’t know how I got signed up for all of this
Some feelings are above my pay grade 
There are some places you don’t go shopping for another other
The winds been knocked out of me and the lights are flickering out; this is the reason why I’m hiding indoors in doubt. I can no longer see the weather or decide whether
I’m frightened it’s fraught but I keep fighting I hear lightning 

Adventures 
The thing you say in your head that doesn’t quite make sense
I feel like an amphibian 
U never know what’s marinating
Not thriving on this team
Old Websites
The Foxed
Wrestle what belongs back
“I’m okay with the errors”

"Don’t lie about yourself, and never lie to yourself. Find the thing in you that is different, that’s as sharp as a diamond and jagged as a razor. Hone that, because that’s the thing with which you’ll cut the world. If you try to stay safe and soft and average, then you’re going to get lost in a sea of all the other things that look like you.  Find the things about yourself that are weird and cultivate them because they are the things the world will eventually want to reward you for and that will bring you the most happiness." Clayton cubbitt

Jazz Standards 
People move unusually in dreams, but they may be other beings
Some things grate on us about everyone yet we are everyone 
You can’t look at how real things are forever 
We’re one mixed up bunch 
This is the real Starbucks…. Morning glory and bran muffins…. The Bengali regular is ignoring his friend itching to say hi to me…. I wonder if they do Uber eats
3:33pm
How are you undoing?
Participitles
A sad place to wait
Get close up with that thing 

It Have Snow
Not even a breathless utopia 
Know where to really put these awkward things

Eh Eh
I don’t know my type but I have a crush on my composite
Not switched on tactically
We’re at different stages in different states of loving ourselves 
I’m busy writing my life
Settle your characters into the plot
You want to change things, take things back
Its not a moment to define my individuality 
I’m support, always supporting 

orlando
Imagine you moved in here ten years ago 
I’m seasonal 
Stylish in extreme conditions 
They must have missed that sign
They have no idea where they are
Be ok with your version of imperfect 
Sustainable
How hot is this ticket
Now you’re thinkin straight
Skip this iteration 

Night Run
The things you say when you’re drunk
We all drink to our level of insecurity 
Smells good but actually makes you nauseous 
Some extreme examples have to happen 
Unjustifiable hyperbolic rants
Serendipitous slips
Don’t leave the band aids on too long
Jejune 
Aleatoric Arboretum 
Logout 
I can do door number two 


I thought this would be a better setting to discuss your character. My apologies for intruding but given recent changes to the manuscript I thought the matter was rather urgent.

The manuscript? Urgent?

There’s no time better than the present for review;

It’s been a long trip, I don’t see the urgency, can’t I just lay here a little longer and linger. Lie to myself a little longer?

You’ve lost the plot

I can see that

I’d like to make some changes to your character.

Striking Resemblance 
Melting time
Don’t speak Ill of ghosts
Old dogs pissing on everything 
Surrounded by sensitives
/Stokes has 84?! Fuck that guy/

The bartender used to bellyache about how the Raptors used to really suck and now they just plain sucked— that old dog used to piss and shit over everything 

My boss used go on about how privileged and entitled kids are these days— that old dog used piss and shit over everything 

My dad used to say… when life hands you a knuckle sandwich you should just eat it up and shit it out— that old dog used to think everything was about eating and shitting over everything 

Ten minutes in a taxi talking politics 
and this old dog pisses and shits over everything (had every reason)

I really just came up with this poem because I was walking down the street and I’d seen this old dog stopping,
pissing and shitting 
over everything 

At least I get it
We’re all just having a hard time 
getting by

——
How much darker do you want it get
Under the covers
Hood over head
Sleeping mask
On

Third Door
You want it to get darker
I’ve seen them give in
After many a fall
Isolation 
Wont work like that this time
Finally got the pen right

Redeeming Qualities 
Hardly any
Ambience
Things growing out of the same place 
Some stuff you gotta let hang out
Some crazy animal
Am i just too thin

Revolutions 
They seem to be buying everything 
Falling for the big fake
The simple moves fool you
I’ve never seen so many ads in my life
Out of step
A gross thing to have put
When I open my eyes it’ll all be over

One More Night
Reps, reps, reps… Everyday is a rep
Whatever way the wind is blowing
That direction is humiliating 
I can’t remember the last time I felt sorry for myself other than a minute ago

Old Normal
I feel another disappearing act coming on
Venusian daydreams

Sourcing
Squeeze play 
Water cooler
These stories just get worse

Purple Rain
It’s all captured people oUT there
The wrapping paper is see thru; what you see is what you get

Sicknote 
That was as awful as it sounded
You know what’s coming
Scratchy throat
I’ll make the appropriate changes later
Under the covers,Under the bed, under the weather 
Maybe something in the water

Lucid Lunacy
How gravity keeps them on earth is a mystery they should be sucked away
What it’s like to stand in the place where u were born
Comfort in confined spaces 
You can’t even reconcile that
The picture is fine then you notice something init
U can’t go wrong with what already happened; shits extinct
How does it make you feel up inside 

Willow Bay
Maybe it’s too painful to listen to
Questions about how I am conducting myself my orchestra of thoughts
Are restrictions actually lifted?

Solid Ground 
It’s all kicking off
I get it but also
Woman walking her wolf
I am the youngest of three the bottom of my family tree, near the roots of what is becoming and what will be
Childish gamble 
Normalcy?

Lookout Points
Can I lay here linger and lie to myself longer
High pitched lowlife
Exercise books
Choreographed laugh
Let’s not too carried away with one way of thinking 
They stopped using words

Cadre
Doughty
Is there only one true day when you’re you?
I can hear terrible music in the background 
The audience are idiots 
I feel like I haven’t written anything in weeks it’s like being being braindead, that’s what the world does to you?!
Believe me I don’t even know what that means
The context of my thoughts is a jumble
In one small sense you might not like being told what to do, but in a large sense you don’t like society telling you what to do- your role 
Someone else is the gatekeeper of my stream of consciousness 
Mort me
How many strainers can this work go thru
Cadre of cats with a small radius 
The editor can do whatever they want to

Hybrid
Last one clapping last one standing 

The Motions
Shadow boxing
I'm sure things would click if I could speak to myself in person

Work Material
Far away here
On your nerves and in your pockets; selling
You would like that to be your only option 
In every story I’m the last one to arrive
Tell me honestly and I’ll leave quietly 
Inaccessible regions, inaccessible reasons
back and forth on a couple of things
It’s been dark for ages

Hereditary 
Jump in the gene pool 
A hood would have been good
People are weird do your best not to change them
That can’t apply to toothpaste 
Confused about the weather 
That’s not the nighttime formula 
They’ve been doing it wrong 
There’s no password to the palace
My dog thinks the world is one big buffet

Nascence 
One quick question..
Always thinking 
There always one part I just can’t seem to get to 
Plenty of penne where that came from

Gangster Morality
I’m surprised you chose a virgo for that role
An aromatic relationship 
And you actually wanted more

Antiquities
Hardly a coming together
Some wind up when others wind down; depends on the seasons
That’s a crime if I’d ever seen it
Followed down every road 
Right down the hill
It’s just a different journey (to the same place)
Staging 
U can’t be a victim of your own identity of it is always changing 
They trample on the day to day because they’re the big picture 
You can try to beat them in the long run but they got a head start 
Are we really fighting the same system in different ways?
We’ll likely end up in different places 
Framing 
The words dig the knife in more, we can’t see, we can’t be
Teeter totter, systemic fodder
I’d like to cash out my chips
Slow tech movement

Free Range
Deliberate Defiance 
The whole situation is riding on it
Conspicuous consumption 
Language changes
Fashion seasons
Everyone’s afraid of someone sometimes 
Whoever owns that gold Mercedes’ doesn’t care
See how much people stare 
I have to at least consider it, be considerate 
You can be cutting and angelic
It can happen too fast for everyone
You can end up without your pants on outside; embarrassed

Narrating
Depressive realism
Wtf are the boundaries?!
Some day you might have less words to use 
Practice clearing the table 

Negation
Negotiations 
Otherwise it’s meaningless 
Interacting w diagnosis
I have another idea
/were from Chicago, but it’s been 60 and sunny so eve been ok/
Socks and thoughts are still in the who’re house 
These things require a broader explanation 
U were never gonna get that shot 
That upside down moon u drowned in went down and out like a light 
Let’s rot on a beach together in sweater weather 
Or age 5 years in this room of smoke
We’re on the verge of something sorta 
necesito fuego pero mañana llueve
It’s only star a but looks like the moon

Annihilation 
Deja vu times two
The same things there; amplified 
Not in a position to make things work
(Not a nickel and dime time)
The real thing can fall on deaf ears
Animals out of place, people out of space
I think this stage is different, a juncture, things will be different apres

St. Thomas
Growing painstakingly love achingly I hurt just looking at myself, such pressure to sleep or love
Act beautiful and you’ll be called beautiful 
She had sense of swing
We have preinstalled fun software you can feel freedom something special there; but some try to hack your system because they have something missing
This is the advice I give myself
One coin in the can shaking 
I feel like a few different ppl
Changing sucks sometimes
You live in hell and I’m in paradise, fire down there

Jaded
Anything should come out of your mouth
Phantom sounds grow
Deja Vu

Swamped 
Keep your hands and mouth busy this will lead to better sex and better communication 
Beach Lime
Lots of bad decisions 

Automaticity 
Nobody will take those words seriously if they’re in Cooper Black
You’ll get used to it
You’re imagining things again
Lots of possession’s 
I’m not comfortable in this mess
/I’m not drunk but ive definitely been into the liquor/
Some things become their own story 
I feel another one coming on
Foreign intrigue 
Patterns

Substitute Teacher
They are who they are
Something else will become apparent
How is it actually this complicated!?
Disingenuous as airplane food 
Maybe this isn’t actually happening 
We’ll remember this; keep these memories until we’re dead
Private Idaho
In other words you can exist in this world in other ways
In a crowded room perhaps; I’m a crowded room
Too much reggae makes the hips weak too much RnB makes we weep
Different; and then what?
We’d be…
Getting their the seasons pretty well 
And I was worried about snoring

Dodgy Philanthropy 
Disintegrating 
The funny thing about work is that I'm treated like an expert in matters which I fabricate solutions to and have no expertise in; and conversely I'm looked at as an amateur in areas where I have the most experience to offer.
Play the music of a voyage
Excited for the day when I’ll think differently 
1000 day dream

Zooming Out
Perspectives 
Moral compass 
Waiting it out
My legs need to start doing the same thing
It’s takes a breaking in
Things seem to be growing sideways 

Carefully Calibrating
Learning curves
Not unlatched from this thought or that
The clock will keep turning

Scouting 
Same place different name, different coat
Coasting in being
Enjoying the weather 
Any words are fine every word is futile 
I can’t stand the daytime
Our centre is erratic ungrounded yet two feet touch the ground
We can all use the same advice, we all have a different vice
Scheduled delirium
Scared shadows
Another boring bite of food, much more elbow room
The honeymoon is over
A small part of me likes the spotlight, that’s what I think about at the stoplight
I’ll cut my hair tomorrow and buy some deodorant 
I’d rather avoid that lot
I don’t know how she ever got the impression that I was smart or clever 
That was one intense book a cleaver
I should wash my cuts with dish soap as I mope
That doesn’t work in its present iteration
That’s not the sort of secret you cover up with a sombrero any day now someone will find out… maybe if you tilt it sideways 
Some questions to ask myself 
That tiny crevice or under the bed, woodshedding as they say… you’ll come back stronger
Different starting point different strategy same destination same conclusion
Some must be monotonous not us
I really had to think about going to that party the other night it took some courage it took more words
One thing still out of season one more reason to keep coming back to that thought 
Lingering 
It’s an adornment not a facade just an adorable moment of me becoming 
Enough with the pictures
Hope for more cache
Another one down the hatch 
I owe u a bag of chips at least 
/I just like talking to cute boys I don’t want to have anything to do with them/
/we have to like leave you on a bad note/

Trinis
History will repeat itself
Waking up is hard to do
I can’t flatten to myself anymore 
You’d expect it to yield some sort of immediate benefit, but it absolutely doesn’t 
I don’t trust my Spotify shuffle 
I have to emotionally decide my own words
That’s a crowded arena
See if some magic happens

Arrivals and Departures 
Watch it slowly take off, or be taken
Withering back to basic
A lot of eggplant
A lot of faceplants
From the ground up
Treat the photographs differently 
Crushed like a bag of chips 
Faulty towers
You want someone up when you’re up and down when you’re down never even when you’re even 
Battle of wits battle of which me shows up(Balancing acts, and performative everything)
Everyone’s got a way to make you feel bad 
Is that Too much hot sauce?(All the burners are on)

Traces
I was there
Involved a little early 
Be unalgorithmable 
Feels better to have my feet on the ground
Over the bridge towards the thing
Roughshod 
Do what’s right and shelve expectations 

What day is it now?
Things get stuck in corners
8 hours gone
Calm down let the sun go down
No need for urgency 
You can’t say that on the internet
The first big turn of the evening 
Wearing THIS jacket in the rain
It’s things evening out
Try blocking out the layers

Ground Zero
The bigger the problem you make it the harder it is to fix 
Sabbatical 
Keep working at things
U haven’t figured everything out
Darkness had descended rapidly 
Winter’s kicked in early
No longer distracted from the fact
Double Talk, Double Take
Because maybe the universe will give me something better
You change no matter what… every season.

 
Crisp Time
Ltd/Unltd
Hammer
It’s bedlam
U gotta live with em
They started somewhere else
The butcher the banker and all sorts in between living the human dream
The scattered lot shared a lot in common
Some do things they want to do some do things they do t want to do, both are done 

Divide and Conquer 
11 degree daily
Elision
I could use some sort of a brick
Queer thought, queer cadence 
A window into the weather
Tired of this device, this vice
Those won’t be the socks for today, not my lucky underwear 
Mail it to the future and they’ll question your past
Accretive

Sachs
Miniatures
Spiritual inspiration…. Energy
All chocolate all ice feelin sexy feelin nice after 8 minty
Had your shades on the whole time
Walking in circles
What’s your lake effect like, your chill patterns
It will be relevant some time down the road
Valentino shirts
Skip the parade, ignore the tirade 
Get energy from another place 

P.O.P.
Get excited you’re opening a general store 
I worry about us
I Won’t be along for every ride
Ppl go missing everyday in inaction
Acting like it matters
Pictures in Pictures 
Some ppl aren’t cheap wine 
In this life you have to at least pretend to learn how to fend
Alt text discount code
item provenance

5 O’clock Bop
Take your time, slowly get slower
Wrestling with Words from the future 
Rest well, know well drink from the well of life
When’s the last time you thought of anything?

Perspectives 
Kinda woke(but not really)
Stamps 
How do you 
trying not to stand still change so quickly 
Lucky that ppl like me
Being never felt so cheap
Life won’t take forever at this rate 
/omg I want that! How cute is this store a!/
It’s not a lonely night under this moon
Anxiety comes and goes as it pleases
Intruder alert
No calming medicine
Jettisoned
Now what do you do with this power you’ve brought back to life?
Attend to it and be attentive to it
Provide enough soil for it to grow
Even if the cactus pricks hurt
Use something sharp if u thinks you’ll get stuck
Where does your mind REALLY want to go?
There will always be words

Many many people 
Don’t have a clue or won’t admit it
Where’s that moon I saw a moment ago
An undefined part of something 
I’d rather that version of me
The atrocities speak to those who refuse to speak of the atrocities; guilt is their master of ceremonies
I’ll just lie to myself here until tomorrow 

Priors
Exes
Debts
Shocked that this is all happening, life is all happening 
It’s entirely normal to feel like an alien here; you barely had a stake in making this thing

Maslows
Flow
The relationship escalator 
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Stick to the travel size 
We only know who a few ppls philosophies were
Neoliberal lunch 
Early relief 

Waver
The Glass Building
“I am not a technician and have no interest in technique for its own sake. If my technique is adequate to present my seeing then I need nothing more.” Edward Weston
Would rather not see everyone grow old and die
She’s a solitary 
One thing makes the other thing better; that one thing you do multiplies
On the edges of who’s thoughts?
Bric a brac not together 
Wisdom teeth
This thing has had humans hanging out on it forever shit is gonna start to stink
I create joy I create misery how do I get rid of me
That’s the paper you want to “waste”
Walked right into a trap
All this time I was a stranger 

Streaming 
A Windbreaker with wool inside 
Smartwool within, a smart idea
Your parents conceived of a good idea that night 
Coping mechanisms ready for trauma I dunno about 
Hungover in the name of resistance 
Run less if you’re hurting physically run more if you’re hurting mentally drink lots of water regardless 
Let em do as they please 
It’s a battle to the death
Philosophical love
Being, here costs a lot but it doesn’t have to just listen to the leaves falling 

The next day and the next 
More notes
Products of philosophy 
No more patients
Copywriting, copy editing 
Does it remind u of something 
Culpability 
Mattered
Leaving the party early
I see what they’re doing here
Choose a more abstract instrument 
Hit a neighbourhood of notes
Everyone can assess the human condition but can’t address a human condition 

Disturbing Downies
How preciously do I have to protect it
Who invited you
You know what’s next
Ruffled feathers
Too busy feeling not functioning 
The worst thing u could do is live
Running in public is embarrassing 
Novelties have not grown 
The price of madness
There’s gonna be another chapter
Sink or swim there’s no swimming lessons 
Not lasting in this world everlasting in the real world 
Ill account for at least fifty percent 

Wiggle room
a Detailed dupe
All context for to heaven 
Attracted to the fire not the moon
Have the right coat on
Floating by that point
Populating my universe 
Pick a good bone
One lame excuse away, half a world away 
Gonna Donald glover my way out of here
Sharpwreck

Childhood Expectations 
I wouldn’t insult the distance
 Voicemail 
The way I knew myself 
Everyone will have different perceptions
Moon half full 
/you need hoopla/
You either use your superpowers or you don’t 
The sort of filling the sort of filler
Had to quit 
We’re getting further out
Languid 
I just wish 

Office Supplies
Place for lies
Count the mares
Find differences and you digress
Managing energy levels
A knockout!
Open road for miles
A vetted voice 
Unconscious detail 
/alright we’ll dress it up… it’s in good condition tho/
Different ways of connecting the dots
Different ways of becoming 
This need to be a mule, grind, dig the heels in
And I have right and left
A few clues; Afro blue
It’s snakes up their back
You’ll fall in love again…and again and again
I want to rough out the smooth edges 
Declarative instrument

Conditioning
Associative memory
MERVYN
Below
When I start moving in my direction 
Why did I round off time?
In a way I’m offensive, on the offensive by way of prevention 
Foot on the gas, what a gas
Ppl saying it
These ppl are all just make believe 
They probably don’t know I can eat a whole pizza to myself 
I like erasing things in the dark— you still see it
Nice amount of spice
On the same journey on radically different journeys 
None of it’s real 

Wut the!?
Shadows cast 
Not the attention u want
Persistent one
I’d like to be a stranger everywhere 
Beared relevance at a time

Investor Class
A narcissistic circle jerk 
Christmas presents on Valentine’s Day
You don’t come to this place everyday 
Live it up live it down with a smile or a fancy frown it’s the only game in town
Some things are just not POC
Compound adjectives
Asyndeton
U never hear that voice on TV
In search of that anonymous feeling 
There no solution to ppl if you think there’s is that’s precisely the problem 
Rip it up and start again — OJ

Sweet Seeker
Motel 6
Ugly pretty 
Sometimes there’s so much hope
/gotta go Bye/
How’s the Weather?
Take a peak for a ring
Incidental meetings
At the end of the day you can do it to death
Life is a sentence fill in the blanks 
Judge the matter 
I mean if you’ve figured out how to do this sort of thing
Everyone watched and waited waited and watched (some had a quick listen too)

On Location 
Scouting
Hit the books
Raise your hand in class
Some ppl aren’t allowed to get smart
Take a step back from the last heinous act
Lots of things ruin our lives 
Chock another one up
Just like that
That`s what it’s like 
Lost at tone`, lost at sea
Accessories to each other’s pain complicit 

Well
You saw everything 
The worst part about it is it’ll happen again tomorrow 
You might get even luckier 
Those greys hairs and receding hairline might peel back a few more layers of the soul
Society must be calling the shot for you

You Guessed It
It have plenty of food here ent
There’s plenty of food here init
There’s plenty of food here eh
Sapiens
Still growing into the same shirt
I live in a small two bedroom apt with my roommates, my past present and future self it’s a tight squeeze in my head but we make it work 
Sensations indifferent degrees 
Headed in both directions at once to the same point of view
I’d tell ‘em to get fucked but things are fucked enough for it to be a anyone`s fault 
If that’s the best you hope for
These manic days
So many things change in a few hours, even in a few seconds, count less a few more life long lessons
Such an in between thing to do
Coming back in Laps to the same argument it’s a marathon 

subconsciously 
I have the feeling my life has changed, I have the feeling my life hasn’t changed
Sober up, soften up, offer up another solution 
It’s not the image you take it when you take the image 
eating myself for breakfast all week
Motion 

Cottage Mist
Cottage cheese
Difference has become intolerable 
There may be this one point of digression  but that’s a different story 
Careful placement 
Whirlpool
Be ready to catch the next fly ball
How Stella got her groove back
I was thinking about how they cut the hot dogs buns and sealed em again sometimes they don’t open

Days Numbered
Days Lettered
Booby trapped for a colllapse
What are the magic words
Everything to push forward everything to push back
I’ve been running into the wind around every corner
Guess they didn’t make the cut
Strapped for daylight 
Steel pedal, steel pan
Calypso, Calgary man
Sentimental cat
Pleased with the proceedings 
Drink water have some fun
Aren’t you having a great time here on earth?
Why concede to your type

Camera Shy
The words don’t lie
Run of show 
what do you show?

Content
We scatter, we’re scattered 
Be a Current,occurring 
A shower should suffice 
Basically the case
Mind games, mind untamed
The long and short of it
Binding contract 
Just enough to keep thinking just enough to keep sinking 
Maid of haste

On assignment 
Barely having fun
Invincible behaviour 
Stiff stuff
They’re gonna cover that ground to the red as fast as possible 
When we’re so entrenched in our becoming we become less
Every generation has its merits and can see forward and back every person has their merits and can see forward and back
Another day another foot in front of the other thoughts about mortality, my mother
Family ties,
Once again arriving at the same conclusion 
Tack on another 20
Ikigai
Keep ‘em guessing
Good luck unpacking all of this?
At least we’re all here right now
Things started agggesss ago

Dog’s Breakfast 
DRESSED LIKE AN OFF DUTY Sobeys manager
If there was a way to replay every exact moment 
The day would cost less
We’re built into our headspace
LIKE A SPIDER BITE

Crave
Imaginary conversations 
It’s the boomers disguised as millenials you gotta worry about 
Generational Transference 
Short circuited, short changed 
You might be on your own on that one 
Foibles 
How did I all happen 

Vacant Lots
Vacant a lot
How is this not amazing?
Arriving at the same place
High Light
Bridge of sighs
You’re entitled to your opinion your entitled to your fault
Possibilities on liminal spaces
This is precisely where we’re at
Something unmemorable
Being
Maybe there won’t be a politically correct
As a matter of fact they had their own reasons

Auto tune
Erase our time, work to the clock
jagged edge
Broadside 
Editing my head
Be careful what u wish for
I can’t say how many things are true

Seasons Ago
Contexts ago
What did we show?
Ourselves or other
Cloak or dagger
I can change into myself
Scraping the frontal cortex
Distracted dim witted selves 
Desperate for a team
Drying out of steam
Flexing 
Exercising narcissism 
When and how we approached it 
Solitude, serve me dude

Metronomic 
Invective 
Blue connotations 
Stand in a lane that does not exist
Phone trilling 
The masquerade playing

Sharad
Charade
Kinda
Life is a powerful stimulant
Definitely dopamine
The sink is breathing 

Diecut 
First read, I’m listening 
Maybe if I trace a pictURES OF my Past self and  color in the present
Silouttes,shadows footprints 
It’s to have a bad day 
What a gibbous 

500 Club Level
Life is numbing 
Everybody has their own mess
Walk along the shadows
All I hear is my footsteps

$4.99
The voice in my head speaks in tongues
Come up for air
I don’t know how things will go but I know what I can do
Staring at the world
The business of today 

Was 

Was a long night
Was nice sleep
Was a bad hangover 
Was an awkward conversation 
Was an awesome conversation 
Was a good nap
Was a relapse
Was dinner
Was a piece of shit
Was the smash hit
Was awful
Was not bad
Was happy 
Was sad
Was myself
Was someone else
Was strong
Was a friend 
Was a fuckface
Was a five dollar bet
Was a fortune told
Was a pain in the ass
Was a bad call
Was mr right
Was the situation

Was proud
Was silent
Was scared
Was time well spent
Was that talk
Was the stakes 
Was the moment
Was heartbreak
Was a poem 

Was lots and lots of things that ain’t anymore

Cute
Graduating class, marriage class, death class
Cactus pricks hurt
Independent, depending on me being here deep ending
/He’s having a moment/
Running is a little unenjoyable 
Thinking thrice 
Pass thru another day that’s an afternoon an hour 
Was— a five dollar bet

Opinion Farm
You're your best way finder 
Our own devices can destroy us 
I go from it’s fine to it’s not fine these things happen
They’re desperate to tell us…

Weak
This is a white man's world 
Some progress some results
Tricky fiction
On paper it’s good job,  good marriage a good life, but don’t forget that paper is white
Fullscap, 
middle class fixings 
Deeper crisis, deeper conversations, deeper connections 
Counterpoint 
Translations
Blips
Watch the replay 
Waking up out of a dream since this all began

Sellout
And then what?
Collective chatter collective thought
It would just be a wank
He rolled to a stop
Do you even remember that day 
I’m sorry I’m never the same 
Everyone’s another reality 

Guidance
Nobody chooses when they go to bed 
Provide just enough to send the mind elsewhere 
Less expectations, more contemplation
/if I don’t quit smoking, I think I’m gonna get a vape/
Apparently that’s a bad idea
The best players stick to the perimeter 
Punch-pleased 
There are people who see and believe In who we aren’t yet
Meditating in public, medicating in private, mediating self 
Uta Barth
Gaston Bertin 

Henchmen
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I'd like to write how I dress, express the things that are fodder to me, address the the things that bother me
clothed, naked
elephants in the room,  skeletons in the closet
these words are stepping over eachother, we're stepping all over eachother
i could be more sensitive, you could be less sensitive
there are many parts to this story that i'm writing, plenty of characters, the plot keeps thickening
what happened laSt week wasn't an accident almost exactly what I dread
sentences on and on in my head
Hot blue dreams, cold Turkey trots
“you can’t play mas and ’fraid powder”

Bureaucrats 
Overstepping
Sweeping remarks 
Feeling the effects of this lost cause
Quite a choice
A neat knot
/we had a nice long fall/
/around the coast it’s choppy, it gets fierce/
On the line, kicking off
How could you noT do drugs, how could they not exploit you
I’m not about that but it makes the cut
Don’t have it in our lockers
Pell mell, jim-clean
Things will start to get quiet

Techniques
Pour things down the drain
I’m sure you have Instagram, you know how wild things are out there
/and then do shit like that, that’s like so fucked up/
Things should have come to a halt hours ago
The obscurities are there
Tell me something new
Fkn neuroses again
And then there’s the possibility of a million other things happening 
Where I’ll be you’re always welcome to join 
That sounded like a higher pitch, that was knuckleball
Some artists made their point, some people made their point
Stretch in a few different directions 
Repeat that sentence 
At wrong saloon, at the wrong salon
Tunnel vision, Taddletail 
Live Jazz, Live COUNTRY 
There other thinking behind this 
The ambulance doors are wide
There are smart idiots, and beautiful losers
Why not a nervous breakdown 
Manage your sandwich know your flow
You do you I do me we wont scream for ice cream yet bc of the outside threats
Some things just never ever happen and then they do 
I have to feel this way because it’s made me feels this way
This is the arms this is the legs this is the pits which I can’t keep about myself rn

New Hire
The longer you avoid the screen 
We’re scratching the surface of who you are
Waiting for you to jump off the page
This is your golden age to retrieve your self
A random piece of bullshit, bullshitter
Come up with a better story, you can be more creative 
This didn’t start organically 
Maybe I rubbished it, maybe I rushed it
Interlocking, interloping 
You have the floor
A stones throw, far away
In a corner, in a bar
Don’t zoom in too close, you’ll get captured 
You can come around to things again, make amends alter how things will end

re:scene
Optics of control
Creative cadence
I’d like to speak honestly about something with you 
This comedy is invasive 
Don’t get stalled 
Being direct is sometimes the cheapest way to get another to understand your point of view 

Handycam
/Oh you don’t want your body in it do you?/
/I remember watching the whole season and thinking it’s not that good/ 
The circumference 
Somethings make your skin crawl
Criminalization is the issue 
It’s amazing how much we’re dying to share and how many of us die without sharing 
Stranger to the self, questioning self
Note self: why be not be alone 

Missing the Median
Affectionately known to cool your jets 
Scratch and sniff,touch and feel, remind yourself you are real
Set us free, that would be awesome 
Strange Magic, Somatic Magic
Maybe a fragment of imagination at best

Routine
Bosses use the word WE loosely And I sparingly
Love listens within an Iris
HERE 
The world of perceptions is a separate society 
This feels like the cheap version of everything 
I’ve seen enough people being people to know they’re people; human 
Nature isn’t a photocopy machine 
Back down to earth, where maybe time will be different 
Some things make your heart a little sick 
What did you bring upon yourself today…. That’s good a question 
Burning mental calories
Riding others roller coasters 
Feed me it keeps saying!
Pack some crickets in a suitcase 
Start running counterclockwise 
Some somatic things will start to happen 
A hiatus from the norm 
Okay sweet dreams are made of this picture I’m trying to hold in my head just a little longer
I know you're trying to embarrass me but I’m eating your words incessantly 
Nobody’s asked me to justify my existence again and again but I’m adamant about 
Here again talking to ppl I don’t know trying to become someone I don’t quite know

Small Talk
Don’t let your house go up in flames 
Was there something I left out
Of course YOU would think that
Poor man’s dictatorship 
Let’s be fair you can exist anywhere 
/and I was like../
How do you entertain this existence?
This is A Live stream of the worst case scenario 
A bad dream with good intentions 
Don’t put your skin in the game for every player
/you need to just take an Uber/
There’s everything for everybody.. enough… already 
Wait for the next disaster… watch them come alive
Pawing at something, I’m awe of something 
I’m worried about ppl, ppl are worried about me
There’s so many of us, such different harmONY 
It’s a harrowing affair, a performative ask
New characters added to the story with no plot everyday
/we’ll like forget our keys, but then we’ll remember to go to Taco Bell/
Long day but the lucky numbers make it ok 
How many states? Migrant mental escapes?

40
Repairs
This is a creaking chair
Spectre of authority
Rickety legs
Swift lift up from the doldrums 
Its humdrum stuff 
Bredrens with brave souls 
The soldiers of solitude who grow wise and old
Model denizens of the ditch
Cross three spaces with every line and dry clean each
The reason is clear
It’s only lit at this hour, so do fun
No Fallon salary 
Unusual architectural approach 

Flower Boy
The last of the good ones
Sensing not senseless 
They’re the ones Burning not basking in their quest 
Taking Deep breaths, having hot sweats
Contemplating next steps…
Sadness shows as this sad mess grows
We’re all Unhappy about how this is going or how this will end
Seeking migration, a way to transcend
Pyrotechnics, abort? eject?
Cabin pressure, cabin fever 
Yellow spirit
Do not step out of this area 
Too many captives 
Listen for something ridiculous 
Panegyrics 
Spring

Miles Melt
Eyes melt
The appearance of doing 
Seen too many incomprehensible things
Rehearsing psyche
Physical anxiety 
Ask yourself better questions
You’re the only CANDIDATE for your role 

Compromised Eyes
50 Cent on the dollar
You’ve got the whole place to yourself
Too many exhausting intangibles

Duality
WAS
Appropriate omissions and awkward admit ions 
Reminders of a few hours ago
Stick out like a sore thumb 
Two objects meet at the narrowest point two bodies meet at their narrowest point of view
We take things differently at different times we make things differently at different times
Overthinking our audience not simply in awe of this
Don’t let the story get stale
Wait for the Impending speech with the impotent reach
Weak words miss soft spots 
Keep Hands in every decade holding time 
Rush the train, leave the station 
She is space he is time they are existence 
Lots of ppl embarrassing themselves 
Come up with a design philosophy 
Captured!
It’s banal all day and bacchanal all night
This exhibition is a zoo, nobody has a clue
Get creative with your story
I’ve lost her she’s lost me
Call it wraps for that guy 
I’m turning in my living grave, I’m tuning out (keep turning in your grave)
Who was sold the biggest lie?
Say no to an awkward dance, say yes to a slow one 
Froward
Kid and Play My Way
Doctor Cassandra 
Hide and seek/sink
It not the year you’d think, it’s year you're living 

Monthly Molasses 
The most busiest month of the year
Low cadence
Allergic to inside
On the loose
Runway music
Maybe decompress 
Commissioned for a solo mission
Realizing stuff
Slow burn learning 
Numerous unusual places
Curving enthusiasm 
Please make your thing happen we’ll all appreciate it
Don’t relinquish your connections keep it fruitful 
Developing creative weights
Who are we looking at?

Space Mono
Somebody knocked on the door. Nobody knew who it was. Somebody thought Nobody was there. Nobody thought somebody was there
111
How gay was that dream?
Denzlie
Wanting to be close things that are far from you
This is what YOU do
Acting like I don’t KNOW you?! I read a tons of your earlier chapters 
Go at it/them with intention
Their money comes with the type of expectations you do not want to fulfill 
Malleable construction
Increments of resilience 
The rewards for discovery and the pain of what was hidden can weigh almost the same
/you gotta go to the Whitney it feels like New York/
Chief flow officer
Hoping we can coast

They would devour the others and gush about how cultured they are 
Avoid the soapbox 
Fragile days
Coming down the hill
Delivery from today 

Summary 
Neither of us can stand ourselves or it
Touch and go
Mail order ride
Noun, noun, adjective verb 
If you can help it help someone
Shift position 
Ache at us now
It’ll come together at times
Completely let go
Useless pretty
/anything but sweatpants/
An absolute— 360
It was not a mistake taking that step
U might look back and think/say it was just a hot mess
Temperate times

Ragers
Comfortable mistakes 
Society only allows siloed selves, so shelve the idea of being yourself
can i borrow five mintues of your ears?
don't let life sucker punch u
looking for one less thing to weave together
living a fantasy instead of me 
It’s that rapid
the whole thing isnt in mind 
The only way to turn the corner is blindly 
One thing at a time

1981
Take notes in your dreams: First look the part then become the part; they make room for you
Staring into space not thinking about what its all about because its all about nothing 
A guide of openness
Succession of inconsequential stuff 
The process costs a lot
Keep flexing your muscles throw your weight around a tree
More of a township 
Stretch out thoughts exercise trusting yourself 
/I wake up in puddle but at least I’m not cold/
You could
Orate this from the office but they’d find it offensive
Dorito breath enough already 

advanced Talks
Exception to the moon rule
Worked up then worked down
Selection issue notifications off
More hot sauce for your deleterious self
Compatible failures, compatible fears
Years lived differently
Different triggers 

Rate of adoption 
The sun sees the best in me, daylight save me be mine
The picture is already in the past they don’t need to stick it right in your face
A unique mix of unfulfilled expectations 
So close to you
/it’s not even a flex/
Avoid the automatons with kitchen shit constitutions

Woke Work
Too many irresponsible 
One shocked octopus 
Moving words
Shifting product 
Don’t say that with the kids around
Useless idle speculation 
The third thing 
Less time less silence
Intuitive to who’s intuition?

Bizarre Ride
The far side of normal
Trivial pursuit
We all have things that will break us 
Follow the shade
In a circus juggling selves

Green Monster
That’s a different story 
I know what or who I saw 
They can offer you more money but not autonomy 
Now I know who the bad people are
Because I’m headed in that direction 
My space is important 
This guy’s off to a good start 
I like this road 
Decisions decisions 
Learning abstractions 
Unlearning the norm
Why live the same day again?
People are getting blown out of the frame
You wish it was all just made 
Reaching for submissions
Managing the friction 
Watching the flame go out
What’s going to come out of my mouth next 

Swamp Thing
Preserve your nature
Dreams will be skewed a little
Crepuscular
Hindsight 
/gonna feel like +39 this aft!?! : 39?!?! That is not ok/
It’s called love
Hopefully washes away some of this
Time stamps
Leaving

Ethos 
Reps 
Such a hot day and the wind had the audacity to blow, as if providing some sort of reprieve 
Play things out
Heavyweight brass
Tenets
There are debates about what we should do 
That sounds lovely 
(Protagonist exhaling sharply)
X amount 

repetition compulsion
A way to go about things
Authenticity 
A shady patch to pass out in
A tasty essay 
Diesel
That’s how you do that part
Bet 11 Red
Ungodly gods
Undercover friends 
It’s hot tiring and bothering 
It went something like this before that first unsanctioned kiss

Euphoria 
Not the word chosen
Smarminess
Fake wimps 
Gaslit into extinction 
Set up real nice for you
Maybe you should see it cookin
If it’s not where I am I’ll stay where I am
Romantically unromantic, love from afar a farce
How does yesterday sound? The past? Loud?

Good rest 
Acting like the weather 
It was not an isolated itch
Just like dishwashing 
What happened to the country zeitgeist
When you can give more
Start with stencils
Prolix
Place real and imagined 
Awaking to music 
Simon Ling

Maracas BaY
How did I trip over my own curb?
Drinking more water 
They don’t care if you quit, you care if you quit, you’ve created the word quit when it should be care… self care
One sad pigeon
Another abstract disorderly digression 
Weird gears
Years and yesterdays that won’t die tomorrow 
Never a smooth operation 

Good Connections
Drifting away
Second wind needed
Humourize hurt, poeticize pain, always fictionalize feelings, because nothing is really non-fiction.
hyperrealism
Anna Bjerger 

Screen Time
Long sigh Virgo rising 
/this is great dip/
Quaking Aspen
Not a hill to die on

Oh Shimps!
Mistakes
Think about how many ppl you contain
You’re bound to trip up 
They’re captive in there
Your setting your seat at the table
Runners aren’t the only lonely ones
We gotta get ppl off the ship quick!
/do you go through the stories or scroll?/
That’s when I heard a cardinal
The train is blazing; blazing a new trail
Everyone is blossoming along it
Don’t lose the ability to try 
Why ruin their fun

42K Millionaire
Don’t let the ghost through your force field
Highlight your headache in pink
They’ll let you sleep forever; they want you to
Ineffable 
/When I ded who jams up on my tombstone/
/It’s so hot in here/
A single dragonfly
Good egg, good cat
Matt and Nat
SoMetimes you gotta give a person a wide berth for rebirth 

Afternoon run
Keep imagining the possibilities 
Should there really be an old me hanging around clinging to the wall
Things stick here and there 
It’s amazing how you can hurt someone and help someone with virtually the same words
There are pink owls on lawns and birds eating cheetos things are neat tho
Keep guessing who they are
Raking through half baked ideas
Grilled by the faces grilled by the screen
An exhausting contrast suffering in a shell
None of these words feel better
Reaping the benefits of our diversity may take a very very long time as acceptance continues to slowly expand
You ca have half of me

He’s a baaad man!
A Separate hotline 
When you turn it on it gets even hotter
He’s a hug and hot shower an hour of unpredictability 
Remember the day
Multi hyphenate fate, any conclusion
Maybe he’s real estate, an empty plot
A door unopened not an open and shut case
He becomes the talent
At this juncture he’s just the right joint 
A time and a place 
Smooth sailing charcuterie 
Happy knots landing 
The days work well
I enjoy the reps, we’ll see what’s left 
It’s easy to think about sad things
Shallow basements
Damps towels 
Passing the time
He used to be a rocker 
Can we keep each other out of the cracks
Look around the problem 
Keep looking at things differently 
Carry a camera
Everything in the past is bad
You can take it any way you want
The words are expanding molecules 
/omg they’re really cute/
This place is a hoot!
Maybe a calm sea
What exactly is a full life?

Needs must
A lot of scary things are played out in your mind before they happen
Premonitions are humbling
Needs must
Healing can crawl like a baby
The best part is you’ll be a kid a again soon
Proximity to your pain should be familiar, a prick that you’ve inflicted… just the right way
You’re the only one who can play the song, every rotten rendition 
Repeating…And refreshing (thats genetic conditioning) 
The bus is coming…. You only find an imposter without imposter syndrome in your dreams 
We’re on the end around it seems
The subtleties are in play 
A front row seat to yourself, the words at stake 
needs must 
take nobody but your own
Bet u made this cage
Find equilibrium in this room I’ll consider leaving soon, My skin feels differently you won’t kid a kidder or anyone in a red box 
Maybe pummel into the void and avoid the normies, theyre  meuslix 
If we’re building a  new country our whiskey should different 
A think tanq ten tonic of all our stuff and thoughts
Life skills some want I got 

Splittin at the Bells
In eight hours Ive virtually been erased 
Dreams deleted 
I wanted to take a bath, suddenly im drowning 
This is a reoccurring thing, a marvel comic
Checked out so fast 
/I started watching it but then I passed out/
The saddest country song in this country, The saddest country song is this country 
Cutting the bushes I’ve been beating around 
Check out before curfew, If you won’t last a song or two
Action movies stunts, blurred vision 
Circling the citadel looking for a weak link, point of incision 
Keep guessing tomorrow and on Groundhog Day say it feels like Groundhog Day 
If Niagara Falls had a baby it would be me after you left 
Pawns waiting to be played, cast members under a spell 
That backstage make out, eyes closed wide open 

Stare at the white wall closely 
The Truth is written in private; isn’t it?
Out of one world, into the next 
Like riding a bicycle, we recycle 
It could all collapse this, this cubbyhole 
You can’t change ppl but you can give them a safe space to change themselves
A Residency on earth, a place for rebirth 
Neglected custodial roles, absentminded maintenance team 

Common problems
He does not have any special powers
Work with his weaknesses 
Oxymorons recent pains or pleasure 
Firestone,Gladstone, my mood ring is always changing 
Artistic learning curve through a circular journal of imperfection
My ass keeps getting burnt
Automaticity and Autotheory
Senses are super powers
Autodidactic Excerpts

Contradictions
I hope you don’t lack conviction
You guessed it, you get it
Something somatic i bet
You never get out without a bump
Always an awesome itch to scratch
Never mine, seeking nirvana now
Isn’t this a dance?
Putting the words in different places
Here it comes
If you’re weren’t here what would I be doing 
Another performance act?
In fact I’d never think of it that way
Heavy handed delay
A million things and nothing a thousand words and none
Still slathering it on
Your relationships are really a crimewave a crying shame you’re on a spree every last word is killing me
That felt arduous… us us us
Simply staggering ,,,,agony
There’s always someone dying inside the closet closest to me
Finding the tense, tension unbearable
Let’s cruise along this contradiction we find ourselves in 
Crucify or fix it 
I’ve woken up three times today
Pictures dreams along the way
This outfit was supposed to work out differently 
We’ll be a little limited 
Isn’t that what’s you’d say to me?
One more and I’ll hit the deck/ shipping away/ ahoy
Actually the opposite is happening 
I’m heading over
There’s more than two Color’s to this
A tad dear costly a sad year
/more west, prohibition/

Let’s Make A TV Show
I don’t hear anything but I can feel you coming from the living room
Who can withstand the falls?
The rapid pace
You would never suspect a seizure; this either 
You’re the type of person that sends me spinning… right down the drain 
Maybe I lost weight a minute ago
It often smoulders 
We’re martians now are we? Where are we marching to?
I felt raindrops waiting at the club door for you 
Imagine the next sequence of events
They might be from heaven or cost a sixpence
That slurpee you promised me… mutual assurance isn’t really we
My joints can’t take the jooking nvrmd joking
When you hold your body differently the impression sticks to me
KD lang que sera, say awe… the airplane is coming, can you stomach our last hoorah?
It’s so touch and go
I don’t hear anything,,,, but I can feel you coming from the living room
Leave room for me on the couch, heartbreak heartache ouch
I’d love to do more and your love to mean more 

The escalator keeps going up and down to my floor..Jean said my heart was In jeopardy, what else more?
It’s a weird wander
not a good enough gift.. are we people of thrift? Can we be more Accepting?
I guess I’m the exception to the ruler of your thoughts… an explicit Not,,, right now,,,, we’ll grow… somewhat… but how?
When I can’t really hear anything but I can feel you coming from the living room
We’ll rendezvous again,,,, mayyybe?
When the same things won’t happen and make a tv show soon?
These are questions I ask myself or else; I’m just rolling my black dice again again asking for advice
a nice slice of humble pie… 
oh my what am I looking for? More? I enjoyed our smmoorres by the fire in the living room
I’ll crash on the couch and wake up before noon
You won’t hear anything but you’ll feel me coming from the leaving room
Quaint Painted mistakes, separate solitary gloom

Bacon
For the iconoclasts who make moments last
My skin is thirsty
I’m playing a personal loser contest
Something green will make me feel better something green
There’s a story in my pocket
How much kool aid did you drink?
I can’t speak these words all day
Is that your fathers shirt? What about his genes?
My skin is thirsty
/I’m a fan again after 10 minutes of being here/
This/that ain’t small talk
Patiently waiting by the bus stop; for their universe to unfold… a laundry list of thoughts

Thigh Rubber
The private door was located right behind the fridge. The only way you could access it was by...
Just the sort of gentlemen
Overdue balance 
/we were supposed to make a profit share/
I’m okay admiring you if you’re okay admiring yourself 

Lost Cause
Less and less 
Serious time is being wasted
Taking the wrong sun
It’s a summer night and everyone has just the right skin tone of voice 
Day drinking at night, emotions fight or flight

Stampede 
some day race and class will become more important than the weather 
Eventually those opinions won’t matter, let alone make sense
Look for constellations 
Pick a side or else
If u take it from gun to tape you gotta appreciate the fucking form
Not much to that story, is there
Stampede 
some day race and class will become more important than the weather 
Eventually those opinions won’t matter, let alone make sense
Look for constellations 
Pick a side or else
If u take it from gun to tape you gotta appreciate the fucking form
Not much to that story, is there

Dundurn Turn
Build your own castle
Dubious circumstances 
Pernicious 
Overstepping leeway 
It comes with all the trappings, a host of activities to distract
The attempt is to be here

Snakeskin
The rest of my nose was a Bloor
Would rather pain accept me with open arms
Who is my guiding meditation
Who is driving my bus to transcendence 
Poetically put
I guess I was doing the wrong thing all along
There’s nothing to get
That energy can get strong 
/it’s all just come out of thin air/

Microwave 
It’s didn’t take long for them to get back to their usual routine
Fell asleep in my sleep 
Right underneath the influencer
You never know what the summer hit is gonna be
This starving art is a poor man’s cry for help a sad yelp review
Revise with incision 
Assuming the best has been found
Don’t throw away my thank you card, there’s a coupon inside
I’ve walked into a change of plans

Good WIP
Can’t tick every box
Theres a fuss that needs to be kicked up
A not nihilism 
Avoid the absurdist approach
Untangle
It’s too nice out to be tired
How on earth will i ever afford to retire
A late conversation to be having

Big Hitta
Here today, gone tomorrow, tell me about tomorrow
All I need is free days grace 
To rest my brain on a pillow 
I don’t even watch the news I can see it on everybody’s face 
They bridge us to another world
Keep pokin around til you find something, then you’ll want to find it again

Free Thinking
Orphan World
When you’re down two you’re actually up two
Panopticon
Almost one bad step
Better a step towards aloneness even in togetherness 
We’ve penetrated the core
Not often granted these moments 
Feel free to fill the air with your despair
A day will come when you’re never asked about the past; you’ll be too present 
If there’s something wrong with the body the earth will fix it
Try to have something to show at the end of the day 
It’s not exactly clear why this part of the process is taking so long
We must have been fooled around the same time 

Trail Iterations 
Different paths 
You’ll have fun with this one
Rhythms 
Time to saddle up
Emotional rubble
Carping about the day

Good and bad thoughts 
Recognize moments 
Of the advent of the age
organic stats that avoid a state of crisis
Your possibilities are endless, you look like infinity 
The cardinals are going crazy 
I miss looking out your window
Solitary seasoning growing tasting life

Otto Tune
Silent to the touch gold to the heart
The words are clear but the path is cluttered 
Let it out let it let it out
You are a walking lost plot 
/it’s like the same amount of calories as a can of caviar/
Jiggypoke 
Our guy is gone

Jingle Jangle 
The things u gotta do to make it in this world
Can I skip the nightcap let Angela awaken me
This the turn I’d like to take 
I’ll be done with the double life soon enough 
Faster, nascar if u need to 
If you think it’s better to join a team 
The exit strategy is built into your anatomy
Hard to slow down with the zombies around 
Not gonna change your mind about that one
I fell asleep to Love in the park
Sometimes you don’t love yourself enough to want together 
Doubled down on hours
There’s something debilitating about today 
Then it’s surreal the way u wanted it
That’s a normal wasn’t working song
It’s quietly agonizing you can just hear a peep 
We’re in a wavy arena wary of what may happen 
There’s so much of summer left we can watch the sun set
Flirting with life embracing but not engaging the possibilities 
We’ve made the mistake of thinking someone’s philosophy will take us forward when instead of understanding collectively our own diverse individual philosophies will take us forward 

Wrestling 
You can bet the house but not the farm I still need those chickens for an alarm 
Wrestling with things is so exhausting I sleep like a rock stuck in a Stone cold slumber 
I’m not lucid dreaming but this dream is lucid enough 
I’m being lead through my thoughts by someone I’ve sought 
all along elusive 
She is familiar and everything Im just not
fearless, firm, and speechless she
Leads me to a hill and I must go up it leads me forest I must go through trees 
Paranoid about poison ivy, ticks and tocks, time is of the essence, there she goes again the trail is lost
Theres suddenly a cacophony
I sell dreams I don’t discuss
Leave blanks
There’s an annoying intonation to every situation
This may seem Minor now you may have already had a cow farted your symptoms 
I’ll be a vagabond of your thoughts if’s maybes and knots
Just gonna leave that bit out
I’ll do what I can what I can within these constraints, ain’t that a great plan?
Banking on a case of mistaken identify, the savings are great!
Bedtime carbs not on the carbs

Bounty
Bouncing endlessly 
I’m gonna run up a hill
Feels just like dinner
digital indigestion
Haven’t figured it out but each season gets better
guess what 
step 2
Speaking to ghosts 
Jump!
Probably just cute
Infinite beings in a finite world
Knowledge is staggered help eachother along it’s a human chain
The subway went thru another tunnel
The words are taking over again 
Every single circuit I’m concerned by the amount of people that openly admit to love dogs instead of humans 
No words just your being told me I was good enough 
When is the last time I’ve done something that terrifies me? 
Why do I reward myself with bad things?
I get it apparently nobody laughed at you when you were little 
Sure took a punt on that one 

Overflow 
Everything sounded resounded like water 
Sweating the small stuff profusely droplets of guilt like a rosary 
I’d rather not, some rather will, too many eager beavers
Make room
I’m sure they would not think very highly of you 
That crank is tight
Throwing around one too many things that don’t make sense is the sensible thing to try
What can I say we got a leak!
People are movin off theirs moons 
Normal is just nostalgia for the particular, particularly a moment ago

SLOw growth
Presenting today
Quotes and covers
Cloud of sweat
living in air quotes
things could get clammy
I was doing fine until life started again, this is the pain of progress 
I would go that way after but
Can I create the calm ashore myself
The way to everyone’s heart is through art
Tomorrow I have to be patient unfold what is latent slowly
Capture the bones build a body
Your aloneness can be intimidating (to others) freakish nature 
Delete
To whoever can spare me the details
Past trauma “keep playing?”
Faulty structures
Up and down this hill too many times 
I wouldn’t swing for that pitch 
Maximize your time then decide 
We check out at different times momentarily or permanently abra macabre
Somebody won the lottery 
I bet there’s more where that same from

Hope don’t expect 
If it’s marigold I’m sold 
All your stuffed animals are dead
I’m playing the piano in my sleep some knockout stuff! Anything to sedate the debate isn’t my head 
I don’t recall seeing anyone in the last 24 hrs
Can I please be my spontaneous being
My body is still breaking down the meat but I’m still digesting the potatoes of this sorry argument 
That doesn’t count!
Your cover is blown
That’s a small problem 
I want to be on your fridge 
This is weaker work that will make me stronger
The happy medium a message to my core
Dimmer is not always a downer when I close my eyes
How fast was time supposed to move?
Milestone steps
Silent partners over share 
The day you come to my door 
Tally up the spectators we’re all in the same boat 
This is a complicated situation 
I can ashore you these seas will be disturbing 
Jesus juice 
Mystic mindset 
the finishing Kick

Dimmer
The noise is endless
You saw it too
We’ve taken a few wrong turns with a bit too much giddy up
I have the appearance of someone with spare time — are u drunk enough mate?
The last time I was here I had quite the time 
Tell you what I’ve got a better idea
It’s almost an act when someone is real
Each day is a poem not a problem 
Call it what you like/life
Time to address the elephants in the room
Youve reinstalled enough guilt for the day I’ll now be on my way
Lullabies we never had
These faint images of things
I need to come up with a new gameplan 
I’m on opposite schedule with myself

Neighborhood Watch
These things need to be within an eye shot so I don’t lose sight
The minute the mystery is gone has long since passed 
It’s ok to draw outside the lines here 
Twice her age and twice her size but inside she’s alive, acting out
Slow down a minute 
When will the drilling stop 
Antigram uninstall
Thank you for the blueprint the best
Do u wanna play at recess?
You’re a long way away from love 
Things are created at the greatest point of tension pain points are positive 
You were speaking to your emotional center but hung up the phone, you’d rather be alone beat the receiver hear  white noise
There’s calm within the crescendo
Running out of my own space 
My movements are an exact illustration of my inner being
Recognize at a moment in time not every moment in time 
I feel like I’m an idea I can’t get off the ground like a willow or a Taurus firm in place
Time to let go you’re activating my ego
It’s a crazy thing you can’t do much about and you’re the crazy one you can’t live without 
When I looked at him there was nobody home just a functioning facade an ant on another agenda, how’d they get the hustle?
I won’t travel by train I’ll float there take these thinks to different thoughts
To further illustrate my point; The most brilliant thing about the whole trick is suddenly you no longer exist 
There’s a few issues with the setup here
I’m exhausted just talking downstairs 
Just playing catch-up
The same thing is probably happening to you rn
My guts were hated
Private thoughts private shots
Please read my story from the beginning 
You never have anyone figured out least of all yourself 

Spillage
Client facing for Vital Impulse Agency
Those lines will teach you to draw
The black billy idol w fresh dry cleaning, you simply do not meet these sort of people everyday
a fully functional child in a grown up body
Hollowed out stencil read every letter and see write through it
Kinda still grooving but not really 
Definitely doing, committed to the cause
That shit trickled up don’t let the normies fool you!
You were a cool breeze when my shit was so hot it was begging to stink
Are lighter or heavier words carrying the rhythm
Spillage for friends, for fortune 
That ain’t gonna save a fool
The chorus is too chaotic psychotic 
I’m going to adjust your tense/ to past present or future 
It’s almost august so I’ll once again meet my maker, or least the baker of of these words
Weird place holders are in place 
The best things never actually happened you’re only meant to believe they did because they absolutely should have
You don’t want to be goosed by the halfway point 
When it becomes that important to you
Traumatically good or traumatically bad something changed you
You taste like my past 
I’ve been starved of fiction 
Are you missing something?
We have no idea how good we are
We hold our fears to dear
Let’s enjoy a silence sandwich 
Objects in the mirror appear closer than appears forgotten not lost clarifying present thoughts 
As long as that one’s around there’ll be a frown on your face bc you can’t face facts, it’s just a wild goose chase for what u lack
Anguish anxiety and I are friends in The first place, tense, sense of the world
It will take about 45 min with stops along the way
Let’s start with what day it is and some pants
Leftovers 

Down
Reflecting 
Tuesday
No token wears
At least life is aleatoric 
There is something dubiously indubitable about online dating
Imago
Some fucker is installing a door above my head, it’s a jar and there’s a moth fluttering in it
I didn’t see the rain from my dungeon
So close yet so far it would not let up
Whenever you feel like it
Shut your mouth you sound like content
Title beginning and end all at once, everything in between 
The list of things could have got got from is endless
Whoops wrong turn
Well cross paths and jam
There’s a sound to when you first lost touch
Something Cyndi or spears about it 
A woman screaming out inside
anywhere but here!
The answers as clear as the argument from both sides
You just fuckin know it is
Follow the inner voice slowly 
They ain’t so fond of them self so they ain’t gonna be to fond of me
You have permission to cross just make sure you have others waiting for you ashore; use these waters as freely and frequently as you desire 
Thoughts
Sweeping gestures - hunger for a cure
Don’t control the words just let the words control you
We have round about way of getting to nowhere 
100% the worlds biggest loser
Shit I quit
Time to call in the reinforcements 
There are many a small windows for change we pass them often in the sidewalk sippers
Those leaves were once love
Don’t forget the earlier part of the (their)story 
Art is autobiographical or biographical 
I’ll perceive these words differently tmrw
You might need the same pill for the same people 
I’ll offer you a sight line into my mind
Don’t disassociate in private 
The nexus of nobody’s there and absent minded everybody’s 
We’ve been converge and depart from the start 
Nine more minutes of this nonsense and we’re back to the same staggering jazz collection of thoughts bass drum kick and the lot 
Excavate your days and hier your own glyphics; don’t stress about being too specific 

Pillars
Whatever holds you up, whatever gives you shelter
Johnny diameter drew a circle around his head for great ideas
Turning into flowers, lilacs in fact
This sounds something like this
Cleared headed needed for open doors 
These are things to fear (when you feel them near)
Foolish things thought
Don’t race back after the commercial break
Technically that goes here
Avoid running into oxymorons
It’s not ok I would not like to be corralled

Company Flow
Let’s keep an eye on the proceedings and we how things go
Love is lawless
Wrestling with my thoughts in a strange arena
I hope I’m not spoiling your routine
A lot of good things come out the soil 
Interesting discussions with myself of course what else
Moments and touching times
Comfortable in this skin 
Keep it brief 
Jingoism
I’m actuality I’m a fractured personality not as it seems your cohesive dream
When in Welland
Someone wanted to help and it helped 
Acquainted with the sort that wear jorts 
art is a survival technique something to help deke the system
thought i had the hack
some ideas i get i hold dear i guess
We’ve reached a few delusional conclusions about ourselves this society 
They’re also making it up
Take out the guess work
You’ve helped me progress and get this project off the ground I am now functioning a verb not just a noun
Copy cats skeletons doing a conga line to the grave
Smack smack smack smack smack
These things are seldom forgotten 
I can’t wait for it to get dark I miss the sunshine 
Pluto 
An expanded being becoming
Organizing the physical pieces 
Skeletons 
This shit is upside down 
Your allowed to be here
Fast asleep 
See saw
They got a lot in their locker to keep u in a locker
Look at in softer light
I’m orbiting the moon not quite over it
That’s what’s of importance here
I can tell you a funny story later
Here to be engaging not get engaged, I’m happily unhinged 
She was an unopened letter marked important 
Find me in the mystery pile
You know the guy, he’s been painted by all the major bullshit artists in the world a spitting image of shame and self doubt a modern masterpiece 
Unabashed banter
Still peeling away layers finding some gems
Those words had something to do with me
Racism is a bat bit, boy we’ve come up with some crazy shit
I want to have my heart broken into by a professional (someone else next time)
That stegosaurus ain’t sorry for us 

Axis My mind is shredded wheat, death metal, grinded teeth Turning points There’s work to do The show was sold out, every swingin dick with a ticket And I’m still ticking Skirting the paranoia Feel like a rookie Trophy wife Don’t design your thoughts It’s a sexy distance Dreaming through another day As long as you’re aligned with those perpetuating your being Since Tuesday Today has to be different Unfortunately this mourning is cloudy I should probably publish this conversation It’s the decisive line The old switcheroo Broken pockets Your cupboard can be crooked Slow drinkers Ridiculous losers abusing their rights I must be human haggis I’m in the belly of the beast Conditioned control freaks giving masterclasses in distraction The DJ played another Reminiscing tales of deceit There’s a knife there And a fire under your ass asking you to act To each their own idiosecrecy How do you play the game? You need to see good shit in a egraveyard The queens gambit is not as it seems it’s a dream We straddled interesting gradients She was majestic moonshot in the dark a departure from previous past livesw A better educator of thoughts and should nots A quintessential example of what life is like inflight A perpetual enterprise with a surprise He would not enjoy the same song so the night would not last long This has what’s been seen the clean version indeed and least what’s been surmised The pace is insurmountable Last someday night A clown can’t claim our stuff the laughter we’ve shared Hand me the max roach and let’s keep the rhythm going The iterations become something beautiful Do I look appropriate for the audience? I’ve stumbled upon an attachment to the stumbling facts of life Made a friendship sandwich Set the alarm do not do further damage

Admixture Everyday an inch, each inch a mile She’s really knows how to move the goalpost’s Our scars Being seen is eternal Words need wiggle room Not yet Loose structure You don’t have hold on as long as you think You have to imagine what it would be like At least half a dozen (the majority) showed no apprehension Private tears After long unwanted goodbyes Some just aren’t one to say The sort/lot that are under all sorts of undue pressure A pretty majestic light It’s not you they actually see (they’re not really looking at YOU) They’ll get a kick out of this one It’s was a strange morning and on top of that it was agesss ago Byproducts of different lives We’re approaching respectability politics again Bullshit artists can paint you many pictures

dexter
The last time a rose grew here it died
Some people ride their bikes in the
I’m going to skip this moon but we’ll be again; someday or soon 
The suspicion that a stench will arise an aroma roaming my ears suddenly broadcasting my fears
The heats crossed the line
Worried I don’t know how to be worried 
Part of the play is pulverizing an imaginary person, whoever you think they are
Sooner or later those frustrations may be let out on you
Question for the panel: What produces worse products capitalism or our egos?
Walking right with two left feet
Somewhere along the way, being interested in someone became being as disinterested as possible 
All the Scraps are different, extra negatives, categories of junk, these mad thoughts can be stashed anywhere 
Each physical feat seems to be an examination of aging
And this is a summer night
Not a time but a time outside this body
Restless for another realm
The breeze is helpful 

Between man and ball
the philosophy of football 
Loosening the valve 
Who isn’t temporary? Yesterday today, an hour ago, a minute ago, this second these words are temporary 
Apparently I’m not on your agenda for this life but that’s ok it’s been a slice
42
Something will hit u
Children help peel away the layers
The just woke jitters

Forms
7 minutes to make this shower
space from theory to practice 
I’ll meet u behind door number 3
You can’t play every song
Good ones are timeless
Happily unhinged
I need time to turn these (your) words
there are at least two suspects in the homicide of my mind
Somewhat available; never fully never not
Comprised in these conditions 
They toasted us
Zap the light
Sort of a secret 
No more bright ideas
Something absorbing 
Working title 
Don’t stick around to the end of the shindig, you wont be missing much
I mostly got out childhood unscathed but there are still itches to scratch 
Some of these cats are already on another planet
Read a book at karaoke night, sing a slow song in the library 
Walk through a new door, it’s already ajar
Hint: they hid the answers to the test in the library 
Some people are just busy clearing house not seeing clearly
Some play the long game well, some say so long to the game
It’s ok to feel insecure about the whole thing; the situation is never not daunting; just ask your elders or anyone who is not yet dead they’ll help you with the instructions 
How long should I wait for a midlife crisis 
This atmosphere… This world is an athletic sphere; competition is high and the pressure is on
Just pretend u don’t know anyone here
I ordered a midlife crisis ages ago where on earth is my ego?

Stingray 
6239
So your body can record the topography 
Develop a better radar for good people not at their best 
Nobody knows what they’re doing 
Don’t improvise inconsistently, improvise consistently 
looking for a Borderline bloodhound
Similar flowers in different light (thorns and all) indifferent to enlightenment

Repellent
I woke up at least twice
From each it’s own slumber
You have claimed your thrown but love rest outside your kingdom
We have some time to kill
Suddenly overcast behaviour 
There’s no answers in that box
Sometimes you can’t stay for the after party 
Last ditch efforts, itches and inclinations gone
My tombstone will say: Ran out of breath 
My ears are piping just thinking about it
Too many ppl onstage
Coubain Country Calypso hot club
U won’t be written out of the story 
The course is nauseating 
Extrapolate each touch
The spectrum of thought is so vast yet it’s still nearly impossible to last
Your clock will change eventually 
Take the sun into account when making decisions 
Our different souvenirs 
This is fact a finding mission written in fiction 
You’ll win points in a category or two but don’t expect a prize and you’ll be the winner
Guard the crease tightly but expect a few to go in
It was positive 
My heart is sinking to the bottom of my heart; what a place to live
Good and bad around the clock
The words came and then they went into another mind bent

Cinema 
Rituals
Slowly bottoming out
Moments with inexhaustible beings
Six Strummers 
Two Tones
This is edge of your seat stuff 
As it should be

The Cosmic Scene
Time to spit it out
You’re working with a lot of good light
They’re losing their limbs over this
This is where it gets celestial 
Somewhere nowhere 
Floaters 
What jumps off the page
If you can’t drag ppl into the present leave them in your past
We’re all caught in the wrong space 
Winter winds in summer
So much sun
Sitting back examining the premise of our predicament 
Putting objects in perspective 
An acoustic fistfight
You’ll wish u lived in this moment 
Embracing the stains
Aimless stroll

Manual Scrolling 
In a digital world 
How do u start the race
Stay out of the forest on windy days 
We know or feel; rarely both 
Please loosen the scripture 
Manual Scrolling 
In a digital world 
How do u start the race
Stay out of the forest on windy days 
We know or feel; rarely both 
Please loosen the scripture 

Internalnet (intuition)
Leave my raincoat at the bottom of the pool I’m impermeable 
Floating inside 
My heart is an internal floatation device
Trust the elements
Pay attention 
Youll find that u can’t speak your mind
We jump in at different parts of the story and have no idea what was in the previous chapters 
There’s the tendency to tense up
Say thank you 
Don’t hold your breath
But u need to stop
Privilege buys the wrong love
Racing an unknown distance to an unknown destination 
I was just thinking…
Momentum stinks sometimes 
I don’t know if we’re discussing work or life but in either case I’m just trying get out in one piece; so all suggestions all welcome or we can discuss air conditioning 
What would you be doing with this time?
It’s just another increment
From the same sky 

Supreme 
Thinking about the Future
Jaws dropped at my fortune 
Other stuff before the sun
The boys are hard at work
Soon it will be everyone’s favourite part of the show
Trying to make mistakes
Take silent semi psychotic breaks
Before I finally obey the laws of gravity
This will take some time 
Nourishing your mind is naughty 
The weight of tmrw is too much today 
Enlightened and in different ways aligned in different manners

Suburban Myth
These are enraging days
Bartering for a piece of me
Too paralyzed to bark
A net negative in disguise 
A perfectly plotted demise
Speaking to shadows and opt-ins, w few options 
Delusional compliants
I have many complaints 
A collection 
This body will decay 
There’s been a lot of damage 
(Man throws up in background)
A form, a semblance of self pity
In that free jazz category 
What came before won’t define but it’ll have some shit to say
I listen to Culture Club and think about how much Time is left (Clock of the Heart)
The world is having words with itself
The silver lining is the seasonal stasis
This will sound clear or crazy but try to remember that two tales by two different cats are both true because they’re told by two completely different cats
Didn’t get the whole story but not referring to the index
Take rough theory’s with smooth ones
Naturally loving why I hated at first and hating what I loved at first
Record the whole thing 
Life seems to be the case with everyone
Nature I haven’t seen you today my true or you
Black Mirror - “The National Anthem”: Continue Watching?

Domestic Liberties 
My mind is blank
Body snatched
Safe haven
You can help me make sense of the past and present tense
For scale 
jesus was 33 when he got iced, but we made backup copies
unaware of my aloof gene
Nothing to do with my existence 
The backdrop is cluttered 
Respect others realms
Good and bad habits
This role is a bit batshit
A slow slow roll that feels so so
A sober run would be useful this is a long sobering experience 
The flowers are elusive 
a non verbal commitment 
No reset 
No recess
The search results are empty here
Still waiting

URL Slug
I want to walk around blindfolded and let my mind unfold
Drink water in the dark, sit and skylark
Scene to seen 
The written word works mysteriously in many ways
Certain days
Uncertain days
A metaphysical inventory archived physically 
Skipping stones and semantics 
Timeout times out
Further from words of doubt
Perhaps just that
Hard bare facts to grin and bear
Inhaling air quotes
My dispatch has been misplaced
Correspondence ignored
The silence is resounding 
Left better than found 
Bittersweets
Goodbye hollow love
It’s all mist
I’ve seen the bales and what we’ve wasted
The words will land lightly safely in place
And make space and compliance w these colonialist confines 

Price is Right
All the water I used to drink almost drowning in the kitchen sink
Beginning to forget this traumatic event
But they’re gaining on me
The circus isn’t quite left town but there’s no headspace for an elephant in the room
A sponge n the deep end
The slumber is real 
I wrote the script in my sleep 
These foolish things can’t always be backed 
I don’t know if I’ll like the ending of this play
I don’t know when these pictures happened 
A long song
Everyone’s got a hack
Speaking to strange daily 
You’ll never come back to em
Unwilling to buy the most generic version of the human
I’ll take next idea
Hard no doubt 11:11pm
There’s bigger hinderances
It’s ever so slight or a slight of hand the final place we land

Lip Service
Rational to a point 
The Jackpot 
You gave it your all
That’s the way the cookie crumbles
The ears to reach maturity 
Something to survive 
Another image with it
It’ll come along

Gym Class Heroes
Storytellers
Spin the propeller on my hat take me back
“The Wounded Healer”
Thrown in the towel and picked it up again out sheer boredom
I can see it disintegrating but it’s not dissipating 
Sleeping in these genes 

Obsolescence 
New merchant 
A catastrophe 
The shadow of third is the mediator of desire
The silent retreat 
wont disappoint me
No caps lock silent treatment 
A day in the life; everyone else’s
Somewhere uphill in silence 
They’re putting the finishing touches on the obliteration of my sanity
Self sabotage is easy, it’s hacking your way back to equilibrium that’s the tricky part
“Immersive nostalgia therapy “
Correct odd choice 
More poison for this

Life is a long breathing exercise
Paying the bills and perpetuating the problem 
They’ve certainly fooled everyone 
One unconscious decision to another
There’s a lot social intangibles and entanglements to grapple with
The meltdowns show up first 
Unfortunately meant for the male gaze
A world of wants I wish I coulds 

Kickback
Watched myself like a canceled tv show
It’s the real world visited 
A hefty high
Multiplicity 
Around the corner again
Point and shoot thoughts
I want to watch the rain
An organic activity 
You only know pain from textbooks 
This is the real world
That’s when I lost track of myself
What an astounding turn of events 
A person goes dark
Expanding language 
A strange trip
That would not come across as high brow 
That got me thru the hard part 
Deserving of commendation 
A cropping issue
Right where it should be
Spend on drug like a real person
U know the way it goes in
Today ending as it starts 
In essence I wouldn’t say I’m any different in that sense
Cut some of the variables 
Part of the horror picture 

It grew around us
Unnecessary things 
A lot of the same shot
Do jazz hands come into this 
The distance we can’t measure the tomorrow we can’t see

Newbie
He was recording, taking notes, studying her
Seabiscuits
Coming out parading
These are the conditions 
A Summer anthem honouring the dead
This anguish u feed from
Titled:
On the outside looking in 
A position to make accidents 
Had it gone unseen
The growth even the words made me sick
Tater tots 
Where this sits will be unique
This is How the rebirth goes 
Why would anything envy us
Steaming independence unless less of this
Our language is changing 
Problems in the basket cradle of thought
The assurance of a slice 
(Life playing “Life”)
U young radical being cannibal 
Ctrl alt I’ll I’ve escaped 
Life on leash at least
An mdma day

Trilogy
Time to start the show 
Episode number 3
Tone of espionage 
Habits stick to habits
So far a sorry storm
A Moderate
Whatever the case is isn’t the case we know that’s what the case is
U should move thru this world differently
Unexpected anywhere but aware

Same rendition 
Jogging a few my laps around in my head to make sure everything is covered 
Done gracefully 
1:11pm
The Saggs never survive the stratosphere 
Too nice not to get in trouble 
Sucker Rain tears
Shifting these emotions is logistically perplexing 
The rough version 
A crumby recording 
Faint recollection 
I want to remember every thought 
Homebody, sensory feels like a new album suddenly contemporary

Contingent
Easier
Elegiac 
Any day now
There’s no value I just can write my sorrows away instead
I wish you didn’t have to face the brunt of your existence 
This discontent will not go unaddressed 
Apr 29, 2022 11:11 AM EDT
You’ve captured my experience left and left the door ajar
These are alien times
The most hipster tree
Lip service paid and Im broke
Wednesdays hump day I know this song the subordination will carry on 
It’s easier to wake up when you live with someone 
(Chains jangle)
The first or second line
No better example of the human condition societal inhibitions
Depends
Far too much has been presented to support the verdict

It’s everything 
This is an oppressive mess
I can’t get out of the kitchen 
111 MacKay
Transitioning
Compartmentalization 
How can we mend our broken hearts
Wide berths, wide berths
Will written
I used to be that lucky and then drugs showed up
111 Queen
Own where you’re at
Robins will hang around longer
Don’t recall running 
Life is an epic poem riddled w spelling errors 
Affirmations
A liberating moment 
We could use a break
So many ppl so many versions 
The perpetual state of claiming independence from the state
Not at heart to
It’s difficult to determine our own curriculum and trust our own tangential leaning’s. The blizzard of information we consume on a daily basis can be overwhelming and incoherent 

Not really here to be typecast
Not the case
Grounded in intellect
Where things intersect 
Looking to be seen
The last monogamist on the scene 
Just taking a picture 
Speculating again… Roadbumps ahead
1:11am

Aphrodite 
Not my first race, not my last
There was a change 
A re:run
Lots not done
You can’t ignore the feels like and the sentiments of each season 
You do you whoever that is whatever reason
Another wave of worst
Post solstice movements
Family room band 
If your mind moves fast your emotions move faster

Iddy Bitty
That’s the gradual it takes time part of it
The thought, the only answer moving away?
I heard a noun, the known, safety
Context disappeared with conquest
Questions about the system being played 
Another change of direction, barely budging the boulder
A whole community of sounds
All we are is what we’ll never know
True to character 

Standalone Product 
A feeling washed over me
As endearing and enlightening a conversation as you’d expect
I wanted tears
Despite advances there’s still a patriarchal rhythm to proceedings 
I want no more
Nothings written in stone 
My thoughts are receding 
A day in the life damp
Need new flippers
I never know which way I’m coming from
A lot of addition and subtraction 
Someone else needs to be a part of this
A long way to go to be so near
It’s my fortune 
Down where it should be
Psychologically bludgeoned, cornered in fact and fiction 
You’ve flexed your muscle and exercised your agency, which is enough for me
We were slim to impossible the other outcome probable 
I’d rather not play this role
Ponderous at best naive at the least
Staring at the back of the tap
That was a big hit 
Okey dokey we’re home we can get lifted if we need to
Trees fallen in a forest
Nothing new here
Coast is clear

Beatrix
Save your light
How do you save your light?
How can you save your light
There was never permission 
There’s a pedigree of weirdo
The Clash is playing
I’ve gone thru the steps
Rudie Can’t Fail
Binary bathrooms 
It’s a long jog across the rainbow out of this mess
Listening to the teaching but still my hubris speaking
Will try not to get tied up along the spectrum 
Hollow faces
Disgusted with the whole affair 
Don’t sweat what’s already been sweated
Just look on in bewilderment at what’s went, it’s a blessing in disguise heaven sent 
U knew it was coming 
There can only be two maybe three takes 
When I’m happy I’ll be happy with u again
When you have the courage for a new world
There nothing we owe except apologies for our adherence to the status quo
On earth today unearthed tonight 
The training wheels are off
The deep end or it ends 
One giant novel… tee
You find happyness even if it’s spelled incorrectly 

How is the world even spinning without any revolutions?
There goes my dignity
What’s gonna happen next?
The assortment is staggering 
This music is triggering 
Clearly not taking any of this seriously 
These conditions are ever so slightly psychologically damaging.. whether that’s a factor
Today’s performance went well
Yesterday is impossible 
I’m not going to rule anything out, just so I have my bases covered 
Some are just too oblivious 
Finally, it’s not that what I think is of any specific importance but that thinking itself is of importance and what is interpreted as such is open to interpretation

No additional cost
Justified
Really shouldn’t talk about it
There’s no way we’re moving in a straight line
Track List:
Dirty Work (Clean Version)
Yesterday is impossible tomorrow is not 
This isn’t a commerce play, just play
Pro recess, pro resignation 

Spring swooning in through the window
Crowing clues
Spend days unseen because you want to see invisible 
All of the windows , pains
I get nervous around this and that, when I notice the other; self
Let’s skip that part of town
The prescription won’t solve the issue because the issue was manufactured 
Cast more spells on self
Only chestnuts
What’s the zeitgeist like?
If we’re only at theory practice will take some time
26-2
Reaffirm, revise, question 

Semi Summer
Gonna play things out this way 
Clearly confused by the whole thing
Moving tense
There’s still tension 
Skip this part
Violets for your Ferns 
Heavy Food
A long train ride
Hearing a new sound, recognizing a new color
Inevitable social unrest
still getting the lighting right 
(hopefully there in two or three steps)
Sauntering black boys shooting in black and white, seeing the world in living color

There was never a choice 
Maybe chill, may be chill
That’s a big hit 
A big win in my books
Fairweather Fossils
Flat Tires
Unltd funds that may bear some relevance 
Open accents
Sounds like dating 
I’d love to lamp under this quietness 
Introducing… the new situation the new thought… 
The spinning gold wheel is so congruent 
Same pages more plots 
Omits 
Some so forward so stretched out

File under…
Movement 
Reductionism
Idle time with the devil u know
Don’t blow them off
Combat reclusion
Comeback
I could call it off of or call it off-season 
Pick up the phone .. there’s a care in the world 
Two weeks to do a thing
Lost conduits of love
It’s the weekend nobody knows where they are 
Nous allons 
Loose sushi 
Long summaries 
The chiefest leaf extinguished on time, on tenor 

Regulator
Who’s checking up on me?
This alarm is relentless 
Snooze you lose, nothing more than the pathetic rat race
I’d like to return home inspired not expired 
This won’t be the last time I run up this hill
(It’s gotta go somewhere)
Free falling thru the net 
Cost me nothing
Whatever it is that’s where it goes
Dying in plain sight
The decisive moment can be devoured in an instant… tis the season of content or discontent
Such a good day to subconsciously salvage my past
 indiscretions secretly 
Other eyes have passed the page swifter and said it better 
Connecting the dots of the conversation 
Grim mañana
What the excuse for this quarter grand crucifix?

Marxist Entrepreneurship
Devotion to easy life island life less, less
Lest we forget
33939
To each their own job
Beware of false lauders 
Indoctrinators
For a very long time we’ve got things wrong 
Maintaining a mass delusion 
Auto theory
These things will visit at peculiar hours
The theory of this is hard for me to practice and hard for you to accept
I really wish u weren’t mixed up in all this earth 

Ping Pong
Theories backs and forth
White roses grow silently, white roses go quietly 
Gone like the other thing that just happened 
A fusillade
The feeling of a forgone conclusion
Love language 
Everyday now

Freeze!
Sometimes sentences jog along my memory while words walk slowly.
Slipped in bed and fell awaking
Word aversion
Growth is expensive expansive
I need to put some clothes on
Physically finding the music
Two moves and you’ve created another 
I just feels a bit futile so I’m frozen
Very slow
I don’t feel like hearing me rn
How many bad decisions have been made recently 
To little fanfare

Private
Strike 
They’re in the same neighborhood across the street from each other 
Theories that justify behaviour 
Something fluttering in my ears, this sudden photosynthesis… Spring new cerebral offerings 
Burning out of existence 
The anxiety of locating other(s)
No past on pavement, no soul, no perspective
The act, task of figuring it out 
The band asked the time; someone shouted 11:11
Whatever gets you settled in your bed of roses 
The discrepancy with many is we don’t see it seasonally, circumstantially, contextually; passing changing subtly subverting 
Embracing varying tenses avoiding pretentious….ness 
Stagecoach robberies
Half dead not completely but half
I wish I could move slower 
This evening’s psychic orator is presenting a riveting horror show of many talents; a blitz of words, thoughts,  unevenly balanced

Shoddy Reception 
Ship em Verne!
Sad reaction time 
Silence 
Tiring in my own skin
The mood is the mood
No invites required
The soundtrack will come together 
Don’t know a soul here
Hiring a tour manager 
Skewing…where this is going
The time read 1:11 on her phone 
Every excuse in the world
Going to come in very hot!
We’re psychological thrillers if u pay close attention 
The advent of another time… more adventurous.. stupendous

New Moons
Mystery awaits
Many wild options 
A slippery slope to sleazy
Well suddenly no 
Don’t walk thru the same door tmrw

Nuggets
Earned privileges
You’ll die not knowing 
Conquests 
Now thinking clearly 
Don’t forget your angles
Too lazy to pedal
Tend to end up on both sides of it 
I’m not gonna do this
Swope
Training wheels

Spin
Back to square one
Don’t get me started on today 
These are thoughts not conclusions
Supposing
Sit tight
Those that make you think
Walking along a spectrum

Safety Blanket
Private Millenia looming
Suffering a second ago
The dense and delusional 
Don’t have money (except I have money)
a thought
Wingman’s reparations
Speak to "me" again
this album stinks
If we are attracted to what we lack; but do not know what we lack, we will endlessly to try to create it in those we are attracted to with continual failure... Unless we know ourselves and what we lack... In the same way we pursue thoughts that we are attracted to; knowledge we lack we continually pursue...
Each letter is acupuncture
Drifts develops dissipates
Letting go

Spring Classic
Routine 
Somewhat sober, somewhat sane
He looked just as lost as me
Impressions
Lot of blues missed
Dada

Greatest Hits
Memory Lanes, blind alleys
Ujamaa
I want these words to walk into a morgue and witness their own death
I need to adjust my clock
Poly drama
 vagrant minds have been assigned idleness: to do
Thoughts stranded lost on a corner asking words for directions 
I can do whatever I want

Better Songs
Not robotic sex
We’ll take things into consideration 
Slow peak gradually defining 
Lots of ppl in the neighborhood 
A Killdeer indeed
Could have used a few more hours
The Nature of the Experiment - Tokyo

Photosynthesis 
As things come into focus
That really shouldn’t be of interest to anyone 
Let’s scrap the piano for now, we need more resonant instruments 
Invisible zombies
As much as possible
A jarring realm of reading
It’s sounds problematically poetic
I’m going to put my coat away; the seasons passed
Actively asking, constantly confirming 
Dreaming through it all about the hole thing
Somebody died in this apartment I can see through the floor
Problematically Poetic
Looking for my type as I type this

Disband the misguided 
Get your hands up
All those days put you here, so it would feel the same as before
Nonlinear revolutions 
It’s more intriguing to look at things that way
gran·dil·o·quent
the longest day
It feels like my pants are on backwards 
I have a better idea
Every mannerism identical
A strange Roy Haynes fix
I felt like I kissed her by accident 
Dropped myself 

On the level
I’ve seen this script before
Different perspectives hiding in plain sight
It’s formation became salve transitions transformations new intelligence to move forward w
It ain’t raining worth shit out there I can take this on, head on
black-throated magpie-jay
You get the impression this will only happen once
How do we write life into fiction when we’re living it; in non fiction 
Beach Fossils - Face It
There will be two renditions of this song

Scope 
Patiently awaiting the super bloom
Clearing hectares
Delusional or disinterested
Could not think of a better time to stare into space 
Anonymous enough
There’s definitely a force field 
vantage points

Got me dancing again
Different mandates for emancipation 
Inflation 
Every other part of me either isn’t silent or isn’t still 
The screen (scream!) screening from eachother (screaming!) for each other 
Organic manner 
Net downhill relationships
Everything fell apart in the first place
That says enough but
This spring is agonizing waiting for things to bounce back
Artificial air
You can misidentify a tree simply because you saw it in the wrong season

Look for marshals along the way
No sign of the geese
I will also forget
They were going to meet each other
You can forget about a lot of stuff 
Old Talk
I’m at a rodeo searchin for an open road
New things will flower from this nature insists
We lose each other like at the mystique;the sight of what makes us unique 
We’ve lost legends those that keep us; our souls,from feeling old
In flames you’ve left us but ignited the best of us
Maybe we’ll become mulch; but I’m living in the seed of your theories and it seems to me you know more; what’s the score is it better there? How do things fare? Better in the afterlife or this struggle this strife? We have legacies to maintain the very things you’ve ingrained

definitely down a notch but not that different
that pan is not greased
we'll call it an omlette
its today
generations to get back to grasping distance
The Mighty Sparrow says "Who she go cry for?"
On a whims
Fielders Choice
That impression 
High cheese
Thousands of pitches
I’m writing this in my head as we speak
Living a long tail search
Everyone’s extraterrestrial 
Merely mirroring

When the geese go
Spring , Summer Fall becomes Feels Like
No major movements
Following contours
Todays proceedings 
Is it possible to meet someone in real life
Flummoxing fluctuations
sitting on the curb of a nerve, on the brink trying to sink
Until it looks like fire
Actually fantastic!
It was all in THAT instant; incidental
Another hack at it would attack my sense of