With your thick and thin skin
Run it through the proper channels
ask Broad questions 
and Together we'll accomplish nothing
Atrophying
Necessarily and naturally so
greasing the pan
we'll call it an omlet today
taking generations to get back to grasping distance
impressionist High cheese
impersonating Thousands of pitches
writing this in a long tail search
while Everyone’s extraterrestrial 
Merely mirroring

The Courage to Keep Going
into Expansive territory

Spending time with folks

Doesn’t mean the conversation 
doesn’t need to happen

who's The one to letting go
stripping words down

Bettering the conditions 
with Tangerine quartz
cushioning the blow

Makes you double wanna 
know who to believe 

and the ones to deceive

The results equate to 
the madness seen

Legacies lost at high sea

Smelling your own bullshit
like A windmill in the fog

 

its what you do w the dips __ how you draw within margins with your  thick and thin skin
people are peyote
a plotless conclusion
Throwing you off the scent

How many little lies
The ones never read

Inaudibles
Delectables
undercover candies
right in the front to playing that song
That’s the story of how it’s was supposed to go
Mostly poetry Wearing the same thing 
so you know I’m wearing something different 
in Inappropriate space for the proper response
Just enough to feel like you’re leaving
Drawing in the margins
The one thing you’re not doing
with your  thick 
and thin skin 

why speculate when you know what’s going to happen?
maybe you're Not that much of circus goer
but the Camera suits your invisible cool
grocery store jazz orbiting 
to an unAnticipated beat
Whoever showed up to the party 
late missed the earlier show 
Survey the scene, you seen
this scene before
Gotham city real jokers
Old news new 
newspapers
You’ll find yourself back to 
the start in no time… (it’s fine)
just leave a Leaky feeling
Tin foil Speculation 
and little 
Margin for error
Before jumping to any conclusions 

imminently linking imminently lacking I think i`m a-ok with the ambiance
/I like your hair/
A thousand different decisions on your own way
The height of your pain
Wavering like a kite with no appetite 
All systems no
Those things get on the brain
Counting to threes, the sinks
Counting sheep off balance 
The things you want to say (to yourself at night)
Goes right thru u
The goods the sinks
You met me at the right time
The less you have to say the better
/that’s actually describing real life/
/I was on tv/


Behaviourisms   The blanks to be filled in later   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   ALWAYS HAVE A WAY OF DICTATING My mood   which words I choosE   Secrets NOT SURRENDEDER With the lics drinking in the park   the leaves could fall in many places   Scratching for flow//Nobody wants to be naked Remember   those pictures from the other night   A completely different conduit PayING 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//HOW ExasperatING the era of expiration 
PaYING Attention BECAUSE OF A Trustworthy Awakening//DrinkING water salad everyday//Food for thought remember whatYOU once thought
Things of the past stalkers grass//The anvil will drop //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 //I’m smoking again hot and bothered 
 "In Japan, it was called the Mingei movement and it was finding beauty in the everyday. So just because you are not the aristocracy, doesn't mean that the objects around you that you use, can't be beautiful."//Ok with the ambiance//Earth tell me what to do, with more  Volume please//I must emit me//Ni trop misty

the alternate takes, the hot takes, the composition of compromises
Stray shoes
/and at the same time I was like/
Fight from a deficit
Gusts are a tough one to tackle
like HR
/I have never seen a pussywllow do this/
At least twenty five sets of different eyes caught up in the wrong story
Louder and louder pissing against a tree
3 seconds
It’s all timing
Frequency
In your moment or whatever
You’re my cinnamon talisman
When did that come off

at the very least appreciate the variety, those songs you can’t Shazam, filler
Too soon to say don’t care if it fails
You feel my pain but don’t understand it or you understand my feeling but don’t feel it
Therefore you gotta see it
The cardinal flying close 
Fully making the connections 
Walking 
Adhering to few rules
If not a confident performance 
Cutting the details
Fast light 
Hard to embody the past
Do you/Do I/Do?
The cracks
Homemade struggle foot soldiers
Wholly smokes moments

red flag, stop light, white flag, be extra nice next time, this is a thinking persons game (One Large Event
One Small Problem
a dip in the deep end)
What are you actually doing?
That you can do it attitude 
Give it a rest
The worlds fastest transaction
The other side of an old life
There’s no indication you’re functioning 
Good highjinks
Typical
Tryin to get at
The beginning of the rift
Maybe got burned
Used slow blues
information
Thoughts to grow WITH
Such a problem (to scratch)

find your crazy cozy confines, be a bull standing its ground
bang your shit against the wall, scream at the wall, stare at the wall, paint the the wall black...sometimes there’s no welcoming committee
Can you hold space for yourself?
The sinks
A jacquard dream
A cautious driver 
You’ve got those shoes now
Well you’re going this direction now 
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
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
It’s like stealing a kids chair
 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 

Follow the Clues
Dark play school
Poor man’s saw
Keep spinning em out and catch the right ones
Comes down to a lot of buying it
You find yourself between people
A sound that never gets old 
Talking in circles
Maybe we can walk about it
I'M Just looking for an improvement on last weeks score
Talking Out Loud
Reading Out Loud
OPEN
With Friends
Speaking Out
Unfinished Business
Tattoos
Talk Collage
Short Sleeve Reading
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
because Genesis 
Wrote wrote wrote
Mister potathead was baked waiting for the bus
Dating old friends 
Nobody answered his question so he took off his lips 
More bright ideas
Ppl change your expressions 
Working unison
Digging our graves every Monday 
Still abysmalLY
Scrolling insecurities unconsciously 
 you’re down here on earth… now what
Some of this needs to be archived 
This sentence says something diametrically opposed

Fill the Gaps
MADE FOR EACHOTHER
HOMEMADE RETRACTABLE STATEMENTS 
TRADED WITH FOR ANOTHER
FIFTY FIFTY 
THE GRATES
Some hug dudes
Leaving tags on 
In awe of tattoos
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
Fine blind alleys
I’d believe it’s if I told myself the same thing tmrw
Flying kites, childhood, friends 
Cognitive cartography 
There’s an idea here in the forest
You’ll always gain more from the process than focusing on what you stand to gain
Starting from a good zero
Time to workshop this idea
That me doesn’t work the day shift
That isn’t what I meant, I mean…

a manageable imbalance, faulty towers
Houston
Once you’ve gone in that direction
The day just gets better and better
Like everything put together in an abstract way
Unraveling by itself 
Functional 
Burning down the house
Swing that concept around
Make sure to bend your knees when you pick that up
Upper cuts
Not that one anymore
Playing now you get it
Of course it will sound different it’s a mixture of elements 
Split the difference from the outside looking in
Some robins stay out late
To describe to somebody you need somebody
Just kissing your lips
John Ashbery and James Tate
David Foster Wallace, Donna Tartt, Ocean Vuong.
Some random kid
Brought up like  an alligator 
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
Beaker 
Young Spring robins, yellow beaks
And that’s the great import
Some of these things will age

The dizzying effect is just a reminder a real look
Lotus flower
This lap will be different 
The premium spot you want
And then there’s that
TheI’m were playing that song 
Nothing to protect
And then how it looks
There was something else here or there 
No, who’s got a “mind of their own”
A long way back and a long way to it
So much you don’t say 
It just comes to the surface
Didn’t know what we’d scratch that up
You’ve shown the most
Traded cards
around the long way and then back again
We could be talking about anything here
/write me one more sentence/
/gonna try do an Airbnb thing/
/generally being frugal/
/it is what it is/
Someone is also switched off
Big problems solved
Turning the heat down to a digestible temperature 

Finding the Blend 
And u wonder why the weather is so upset
It’s sitting right there u just have a think and decide when to let it out
Patchy poetic attempt 
Using the same instincts to pick a number
Definitely existentialism
The feeling is
Running a long way just to go
A paper plane aimed at a dartboard mirror 
A dark room develops envelopes in flowers
U drive yourself to madness doing it
finding yourself in your own garden
All of the toys left out, not the way you came out 
Wavering like a kite w no appetite 
Sleeping w the the company you keep 
The shadows and beauty in your head 
Just like the stormy weather
Perhaps that’s when I’ll be “happy”
Think of a strategy to cut through the universe 
Feed your close and eat your fear
Start to become something 
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
Pass on the the change up 
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
It’s like a storm
A field of of patchy feelings
How it’s to be done if it’s to be done
It’s just the end of a sentence
Crazier things have happened to these words, there’s that word again it has become my friend

functional in a faulty model; an intricate system worked out
Broken pillar
Tire kicking days
Odd streets
Minced meat
Pigeon stools
The self indulgent sob’s
A challenge to the limbs
Who’s playing defense who’s living in conditioning indifference 
Sweet emotions
Weak calves sunny side up
The stooping madness
All the words
The job will take it out of you, a jog will do you good
You make it for those you love 
Say just enough 
You and your goddam secrets
Secrets or surrender
Ruining the picture 
A snappy three you’ll thank yourself for later
That kid in gym class
You’re own hero you’re own summer
Pedalling through the solstice
On the ropes
You gotta keep moving
Playing make believe
Way to vulnerable 
The robins turn to vultures
The gi joe is hard to control and the power ranger loses its juice
An altered beast heading back to genesis
And that song cigarette daydream is playing by cage the elephant 
Whimsical music 
So not soul
There was no mystery
It was just a yellow light
Walking home in the dark needing loving
Nick Flynn
Nobody really learned their lesson
I must be running hot
There’s something enchanting about this
That could go either way
You find yourself in these places and wonder
We can leave that out of it our conversation is approaching more fruitful benefits
Harnessing psychotic syntax 
Ba ba ba ba bahhh ahhh
Somebody tipped them off
Somebody typed them off

Little freedom, numb free mind
Eating wheat from the chaff
It’s important to change the record every morning even if it sounds the same
5 minutes of seeing people hearing the latest tunes
Maybe you solve the bigger mystery sooner
The A side and B side
The crime wave
One side of the fence or the other
That wild cloud flying by the airplane 
They’re going at it
Inalienable
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 
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

hoping something will happen, willing something to hope
Jamming to your own tune
You sweat
Walked
We don’t really see eachother
Such a pinball game
Socks
A furlong friend
A late robin
We pull eachother in line and push eachother away
Some give nothing back
The appearance of slow the disappearance of now
Not followed but following 
Falling
Never trusting the mug
You gotta put everything else first
The sort of person you don’t think about til there dead and your best friend
Dig into the thirst of it 
You got a spot for those
Thoughts move quickly and the teddy bear is not the same anymore
One eye is gone and the other crossed the street
Off the horse walking the wagon
An alley cat under the lights
The tone s the same the volume just gets lower and lower
We charge eachother up
Struck by lightning
The 
Can’t say what you lie about can’t say what you don’t can’t wait to wrap yourself in Jesus this is difficult 

Inside closed can of worms
Who isn’t cute?
I want a job where I don’t know what day it is 
/good for you/
Your form of expression
You’re too old to work here 
A tough room to work
Like a tornado
You can only have so much Bernie in the conversation 
Mowing calories of sidewalk passing distressing situations 
Shooting stars
A number of things happen 
A tumultuous slice
the ice and the sun both cracking getting burned
Suddenly a (Lone Ranger)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
Is listening to someone stealing data or snatching context?
Nothing compelling about the colours
Politically correct authors 
Leaning on the side of lost
Can’t help everybody so help nobody
Can’t be outside so stay inside
Let other people front the band
Rifling for through old bag and back to the present
We’ll hurt the people closest to us the most
A closed can of worms
This works a certain way
Look at it that way 
Just some rounded corners 
Everyone is somehow mixed up just the right way
You need the other to figure it out and the beauty is in between 
Like confetti
/Like smoky bbq stuff/
Something to consider
Acoustic snapshots
/I’m gonna do that on my days off/
It’s a tight squeeze
Edge of your seat stuff
Playing chess
Listening to the strokes
You’ve been in all those moments 
Drinking the music of it
Some lonely heart, your only way
It’s flamenco
Whatever)/that shook my worldview/
You gotta show up and dance to it
Stubborn to the universe
A full slate, a full state
A closed can of worms

stuck within a maze within a maze
Let’s ignore age for a second
Fuck sales
You wonder what horrors and beauty could be in that head
Tell me about it a different way 
Behind that smile 
Your best kept secret 
The flora and the fangs
The mirror ops
The time on your watch
Anything could have happened
Some people can’t get home
Or it’s none or the other
You’re so real 
In such a position to grow 
It can go in any direction
Little flashes and big flashes
Skyline
Maybe you can
(Back in the) lay in the grass days
(That was) a Big change 
Showing all messages, seeing all the signs
Feels like a sneaker
Growled engine 
And that’s looking at it with kind eyes
U choose your words carefully 
Racers vs Time Triallers
It always gets better
You could learn anything 
Taste your thirsty identity
Your body glove
Know what to take out
Remain calm, like The Roots
You’re gonna figure it out one way or the other
Home and away 
Present for your friends
It’s so easy to leave doors unlocked
Precisely because you haven’t you just go and do it
It’s not that far out
Writing it down is a crazy stunt
Trust your words
Running is easy standing still is hard
Mix up your coats
And don’t forget Coltrane is bakin
He’s got the lucky lighter 
It’s happens like a work of art 
Like a spaghetti meal
We need people
Germinating culture 

water left running uninspired, missing batteries
Pulling the same black rabbit out of the hat 
Gravatropic
You don’t want to think sitting still
Where do u stand when it’s raining
When you’re a cat that can’t leave a radius
/at the very least don’t waste my time/
How can’t you say what you long for? 
How many folks eat dinner alone in the same neighborhood?
Yield right of way, right away

no shocking oscillations, never a stable point... just sleeping all along
Vicariously
Vultures
They’ll take your sort piece by piece
The same two dishes
The same who dunnit
Do you just ugly yourself to be mean to yourself in the meantime 

music filling space,  appropriate space, the eventual nature of separation
My mom still does my taxes
What does that inner chills wanna do when they grow up
How many dogs have sticks and twigs in their mouth
It’s kinda beautiful kinda stony
Ludicrous sentence structure 
A life long free write
Signed your signature, your twist
The cost of an imaginary point of view is a drop in the ocean 

some people say no to happiness, silently some shout it
You should have heard the birds this morning 
The bottom of differences
Universal moments
Say the same thing to yourself 
Don’t ask direct questions
Little dogs
Antannes
Gifts
A paranoid collapse

there's a clean and a dirty version (the same thing twice differently  a missed shot, a moon shot, thrifty rifts)
Imagine that
The kinda shit that  the fan and blows right in your face 
Door crashed attention span
Get yourself in the sun
Sink the boat get some two hit hipster to pick up the slack 
Columns that talk tall tales
You can she’s light in anything
That Paltrow pout

Different Sides of the Tracks
Let my flat feet be
I don’t want to listen to a fan all day
Is it a bot that does it?
Strange rush
This is a decent game
U must keep rolling stone
Cruising
You forgot about photography the beauty in topography 
Waltzing with a satin dolls
It’s just hurts like yesterday did but pinkie promised me it wouldn’t 
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

it’s not like everyone got the same memo 
Sometimes peanut butter pops into your head like eggs sticking to the bottom of the pan and you can’t get past the spill in the aisle
My eyes see good people through your eyes and I smile
McGriddled and baffled by the facts 
If you spell you name backwards it’s just as elegant it’s still yours it’s still you
Vicarious trauma
A child could read it
Like a child release your mind 
All for a dog named Carl
Its just sometimes
be·at·i·tude
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

keeping up with the jones’ the jones’ catching up with you (one thing leads to the another)
Do I need a reminder
What fresh air, what madness is this?

and if i'm thinking backwards that would make sense  (we can pull from more sources)
I’m a rolling stone constantly shaping into someone new and different 
You are too
Someone to hold me still 
You’re the last person on earth I want to see and the only one I want to hold 
Weeping willows wheezing windows open a crack immature 
When you start playing o your Owen team
Withdrawal
The storm door shattered in the storm 

Everyone looks the Same on Saturday
A lot of optics
Hot showers and color in my cheeks 
Ethereal
It’s physical 

Take Attendance, Pay Attention
Might take while to get there
Maybe I don’t see the same value in it
/trust me/
/I’m all smushed/
Flys on walls

If this is triggering the. You’re probably not ready to read this or interact with me and that’s fine I think you’re being brave by confronting this. Based on your state of mind you described I know how hard it is to know and accept that you are ok. It’s a real feeling. 

I think what I am most hurt by is the fact that you continue and will continue to show care for someone that physically hurt you and the same attention and care isn’t being shown to me and the reality that it can’t be. When I always did my absolute best to show love care to you.  I think the reason is children 

Ya I think im baffled because if we don’t know what was lost and how we were hurt we have absolutely no idea what we’re trying to salvage or not? What was built and what was actually torn down.
Back to the beginning.

Could have been anything and steeped in uncertainty rather than was something certain and definitely 

I think a lot of this comes back to conscious uncoupling, I don’t think either of us can say the exact day we broke up. Everyone has the right to ask what they did and didn’t receive in a relationship. That’s the beauty of a real relationship, having a copilot that is willing and capable of getting in the mud and working through difficult conversations and emotions. I didn’t get quality time with you and for me it is hard to actually pinpoint what you TRULY did and did not receive because there was a lot of isolation and drinking… 

Whoever you were with him is not the person you were with me and it’s not the person you told me you wanted to be or what you wanted. You took a gamble we all do when we make choices, 

 I’ve always been open to hearing your dreams and aspirations needs and wants and gave you space to figure it out for yourself.. heck you could have gone travelling by yourself when we were together, I wasn’t stopping u, it’s healthy I did it myself.. 

I think u know this but it was probably confusing to know what you needed and wanted because of the drinking and byproducts of it. It was confusing for me because I didn’t know what part was people pleasing and what part wasn’t and what you could give and what you couldn’t. I knew I could bring you creative stimulation, friends, emotional support and space to find your own way. I had to give you time when you were hurting and my father was dying and it was hard to balance but I think I was always honest and open about that and clear that I wanted to be with you and nobody else.

Choice or privilege Pick some thing you don’t like and justify it as a reason rather than work at it.

Could have been anything and steeped in uncertainty rather than was something certain and definitely 

It’s a lot to go back and remember…  I think what triggers shame has a lot to do with it.. We touched on this before but I don’t think your role was very clear in our relationship, and I felt like mine was a constantly moving goalpost. Byproducts

There is an emotional pile of guys in your life that I don’t want to be tangled up with. 

unless you have some immediate need or reason to be in my life rn I don’t even think this is something u should be concentrating on tbh I don’t necessarily have the bandwidth either but im alway willing to listen. Jumping the gun a bit

The problem is I never thought our problems were insurmountable until

When you came back to my door why, why come back now?

It’s even hard to say you even remember any of our relationship is buried beneath so much

Grew the most when you were with me why did it change?

When you don’t make a family u touch the world with art 

There’s the idea that someone doesn’t want you that might be based on shame and the theres the fact that someone doesn’t want you based on actions/reality/omission.

I have no shame in admitting I was hurt by your actions and I have no shame in admitting I need time to heal from what happened, my feeling should not offend you and you should not feel shame around my feeling they’re my feelings and not yours I can promise if u figure u what triggered the feeling of shame during our time it won’t be there in the next time,

Are my feelings to big too strong?

In the mud terrifying people to ourselves

Honesty I want honesty and that’s about it I don’t know if you can’t or are aftaid to speak to me because you can’t be honest rn as a symptom of sobriety it might just take the right thing clicking 

The trauma I felt triggered old abandonment wounds I know what they feel like and I know interacting with you wil be painful and those wounds will come up when u reach out if we don’t talk about it if you feel that you want to be in my life shame and abandonment have to be overcome we can do it alone or together 

Time was taken on this

When i look at a lot of my writing during our time there’s so much loneliness in it, loneliness in NY loneliness in Pittsburgh loneliness in Toronto, I don’t know how how lonely you felt in Mexico or before but that is why it’s  truly heartbreaking to hear you’re doing the things I always wanted to do with you and no I never will

Maybe we just have to actually break up

Maybe I don’t see the same value in it anymore because it just digs up unresolved shit, your life is fine and it has nothing to do with me, isn’t that what you want? Or do you want me around just keep the feeling of shame close? To me it doesn’t feel like it’s moving forward, but I think I just need honesty to move forward or at least not stand still

This isn’t anything new that I’m processing we’ve just reached a point naturally where some of it needs to be said (and some said again) I think you want growth (you once said you grew the most with me) as do I and the only 

I asked you after the altercation what you were fighting about and you said you didn’t remember but I think that’s a question to ask in general, to me, to you and to John because I think there’s something at the core of it… Who are these people you’re fighting with and what are you fighting for and why?

I think I’ve learned to walk away from people that aren’t serving me or it’s survival mechanism I’ve adapted to, maybe this 

Ashamed to come to my place

It’s bizarre to be at a place I wanted you to be without me. The route was wild.but these are the two messages I always remember: 

Privilege
A number of these things going on today 
Like being and nothingness happens
Colder in the shade
So jaded it ain’t real
Some beer doesn’t hop it just stands still/lies
I would say don’t fancy I do/do u fancy it?
Nothing was there to be severed in the first place
We gotta lotta acoustic lights in place
/is that fair to say?/
To confess?
Gone from low bar to loveless
The right to not 

Different doors, different experiences 
We wish them…
Right under your nose
Productive Perplexity
Tire kicking kinda days
Knowing how much pressure to take
Kids outside yelling
With that caveat you, caveat with that
You out the new insoles in the old shoes and put the new one in the new shoes and keep walking (it’s easier that way)
Deflecting mood dependent behaviour consistently 
it’s all in your head and you don’t want to be in there all alone
Sometimes u need an accomplice
A noun that’s a verb 
A blowie
A Donnie Brooke

It’s up to the reader
How you drag your toys along
Artificially
/I WANNA BE EXTRA AND MATCH IT/
How the human being thing going?
Walking underneath uncertain signs 
The clouds were moving south east and a dog was yapping 

we’re enrolled indifferent schools of life
A bad ass characteristic 
I wouldn’t stress that rn, I’m sure you have lots to talk about with lots of people
I’m not sure if a conversation would be very productive at this point just keeping care of yourself 
Getting owned 
That person turns up again 
Doing my best Ted Joans
BAJC
When all of the pressure is removed 
Until it’s wrapped into the next iteration
It’s the next corner
They’ve gutted the place 
It’s summer set a sunset balm
Gamified taxi drivers
Being executed 
Absorbing Forbes
Hitting home plate like concrete
Working it out in public
Uttering the incomplete 
The space u allow for it, hazmat hunting
The past comes back
Its hyper vigilance at least
Holy smokes!
I STILL REMEMBER WHEN YOU HAD TO EMAIL THE STORE!
Such a better offer
Stretching out
Chachy braggadocio
Chingy/Jagged Edge
Conversations 
Stretching out
So
Much
Better
Stretching out
Bigger ways to play street soccer
So super Mario’s brothers
How. Many decisive moments can you take 
Half snap shots of heartbreak 
Moments of faith Eva’s loves like this befores 
Angie’s stones I wish I didn’t miss anymores
Curve balls taste like chocolate 
Politicians taste like chlorine 
An agenda 
The first guilty guy on an episode of csi
The show monk and theloniudonk is an anamoly
Tomorrow is the Question 
the journey to nowhere was a pleasant one

the writing is on the walls we build around ourselves
That is a huge rip
A tear in the fabric
This is the complicated route
Cliffhangers
It’s a move
You can just listen to a sentence and it sambas
Like a lettuce
It’s a complicated route not a complicated situation it can resolve itself over of course
So ghetto blaster on your shoulders 
Like a slip and slide
I wish you were a swimwear
I could crawl across your counter
Rollerblading got that bad
Hell and back
Theres no drinking allowed in the classroom
This world isn’t built for sensitive people, sensitive people make the world go round
Round the circle we go with our stories
Anonymously
L=M+V
Movitation, and Validity 
You can burn the mattress but does it even matter?
The writing is in the walls we build around ourselves
A steal! 
Pull up a seat
Scurrying back to the the status quo
Certain Blues
Predecessors

Let it Flood in
Still chewing on the same sandwich
A couple things happen then u swing the bat hard
Like tbh
You’re a better performer when you’re disconnected
Type the script up
Are you even moving
Hummingbird roses
Silent clap
A true tangle, a true tango
Crowbar

Today I thought about writing you three words/one question… Are you okay? This question I asked myself bc of full moon/eclipse/i expected to hear from you… 

I lost “The”phone on Friday and got it back today and it was the full moon/eclipse/yesterday/I expected to hear from you… 

The last time I heard from you was a full moon so this full moon/eclipse I expected to hear from you

The last time there was a reading down the street it was a full moon and hours after that I heard from you

So after this full moon/eclipse I knew, I had a feelin I’d hear a thing or two from you..

So I just faced the moonlight

And let it flood in

thank goodness for saturdays, neutralize, naturalize it, own it
Fast finish
Stalemate
Fictional tale date
You could have been talking about this
Doing everything backwards again are we

the salve won’t solve anything
The long sleeve version

In a what’s the point mood seeking company
I bet he’s having a good day
Why stop watching your own movie
It can be something straightforward
Things keep disappearing
But you already know that Losing it
Finding your shit
Don’t take it seriously
This is what sucks looks like
You’ll look warm in there but you’ll fit in
Bouncing back after thirties
Unique fissure in the glass
(I need) time to think
That flower is feeling better

Subconsciously Sailing
Dragooned
Jobs
More list with a map
The copying machine, the coffee machine
We tear the paper up and walk at a different speed
Listening to Gil Scott Heron 3/22/24, August 8 Dim Sum
Pressed the wrong button
Nothing is actually finished and so the point of the whole performance is to make that abundantly clear

In and amongst it grabbing sadness
It’s easier to write poetry the more you look at life as poetic
I’ve never had to throw away food in my fridge because there was too much
It’s funny that people are insecure about soooo many different things 
funny to say that
Something so lymphatically synthetic

Lost in the Supermarket
AI Can’t Say…
What eve sounds like a.n alarm bells 
Touching the world from a different place
Mas delusion or mass delusion (more) delusion 
Style and emotion
I guess I should bite glass instead drinkin the spill in the aisle
Do hickey
How would u like to pay?
With a giant iPhone or you jolly glad kiss
The brew bars worst song
Adrenaline 
Dressed ina head scratching uniform
Stance
Magic innit
Losing the plot that wasn’t there to be us in the first place 
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
Watering the seeds of one another’s thoughts
Balancing momentum, tipping scales
A racist white man who becomes a journalist becomes nothing more than a racist white journalist, in much the same sense as a racist who becomes a cop becomes merely a racist cop. HE
Jackie Robinson took it — and then returned to the locker room to wonder if it really had been worth it. HE
Sobriquet
https://open.spotify.com/track/7uMHBbwGuuaxu86nxUco6N?si=9Wjq4h3uS9-ZJn-nh-FBkQ
Ring bang philosophy 
Island of crazy

The music is stationary, the wailing is wallowing; stuck on heartbreak
A why wouldn’t you buy it vibe
Estoy vibrando
what’s all this

Some people just aren’t built for this
Maybe you haven’t said it like that before 
The sympathetic
An insecure job
Not kinda the end like that
Tawdry 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

Headwinds, head games 
I guess it to make you more compliant 
Taking pictures again
/that’s what I thought/
Poets Tayi Tibble, Tusiata Avia, Hera Lindsay Bird are
I don’t wan to fill the air with theories 
You can go fast
A trip for all the right reasons 
Do you never get lost
Is this your handiwork 
The treasure is legend
Autonomous lines

Something is Off
Not enough Morrissey
Now that I think of it
It’s actually all free time
The art of the voicemail
Can’t believe you said that to yourself
Doesn’t need folding but fold feels nice
Maybe take a closer look 
At that half moon
Hearing geese, counting sheep
Seeing it go somewhere 

everybody loves a rags to riches story, but why are there rags in the first place?
The longer I stay on your feet the stronger your heart
There’s so much going on in the space in between 
A day pays for a night out that you pay for later
Like chicken off the bone
Saying a bit of its not for me
Bobbing and weaving a bit with lottery tickets
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
An ever so slight adjustment 
One day to the next 
Groundhog Daze
Facing back moving forth, going backwards in life
Conduits
Slow revolutions, slow resolutions
Mercenaries
Of or in the mind

The problem is our poems are never quite right
Everyone’s buying and selling 
Some more than anyone else
Because I can and because u can’t
Y’all are hauling ass
No matter what you always gotta build your own system
Always use the word professional 
It would have to be a compelling message 
Some things nefarious 
The figure it out for yourself script
It’s so obvious
Like Karate
Entering the room like something big is gonna happen 
Annual
Dampening Affect
Tiny thoughts 
Autocorrect  
The Devil’s checklist 

Just a cascade of ignorance, we’re a long way off yet
A parody you can’t take seriously 
It’s symbolic 
Whatever the algorithm wants to do with it
“Pseudotypical”
We won’t speak so we both have each other 
And run on and out of words
Of course that’s what you become
A crescent moon if I’ve ever seen one 
One to eat off for a while 
I’m as uncomfortable as the looks 
Wedged shut
A REMINDER: THERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU CANT TALK ABOUT 
That old trick again
That emotion is right in between there
This is a poem I wrote and my mother read/It is not a poem about my mother/ this does not mean that I do not/write poems about my mother/it just means 

This tiny negotiation is a ripple, inclement weather
The uncertain is brought to light by uncertainty
Perhaps a raccoon has a better idea 
It seems to be spreading 
Outlier out lying

You’re not gonna be around forever
How is morning and how you over it?
Get some handlers like Drake
Invent something new
Just what you happen to be doing atm
Maybe it’s just not necessary
Because you:they can turn me into anyone 
Turn you onto anything 
A wavelength
Real cutting and pasting here
I’ve not been in the wild enough
The longer you pretend to enjoy yourself
If it looks good and is a little rough someone’s played the shit out of it, that’s your luck
Did you rehearse that part
I don’t think I can rn
Fallen into at the right time

Avoid anyone set in soft lighting
Pathetic rhetoric
Talk you don’t want
JUST
ALMOST
THE NARCISSISTS CONTRACT
Nobody uses any of the right words anyways, 
Five miles to pandemonium and back
The wind had a lot to do with it
Stone on stone 

A Privileged Gawker Jam, Burning Man
A rainy day
And just like that he went. away
We just packed his shit up and are left 
wet, wondering
/I’m only ok with some vanilla’s/
/I know I know because ive been through it before/
All the wild stuff written down in stoned
Spaces are sooo impt
Some logic is in the minority 
I’m not sure how that’s supposed to work 

Smothered by Normal
Slathered by bad
Sideways always
Rage and decay
(Wind chimes tinkle)
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
Lifecycle
We buy new clothes when they don’t fit
Estrangement from the realm of senses is a direct product of overindulgence - BH
In representations they are most often given a childlike visage to remind us that enlightenment comes only as we return to a childlike state and are born again - BH
Exponentially

Something Chachy
Some other time
A conversation for another time
Who makes your mind up?
Locomoting
Everybody’s an awkward gift, we grow into socks
impossible
at any rate let alone   fast
Slowly the options disappear, faster comes the fear
I find myself here again sleepwalking in plain sight
I don’t recall the misery

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ascent_of_F6
 

it's actually that bad out there.. .same calamity, same hilarity
I’m going buy an Elantra and stfu
Wrong breeze wrong time 
Get back to a living standard 
My life at the time
A sonic boom 
Hatch some ideas of your own
Doesn’t hurt to try
In your own head is where you won’t leave it alone
The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa

Always the Wind
The water has all you have with out the security just like the wind 
Must have been floating for some time
A sharpness
A warmth 
Equipment Green
Corporate spells
Simplify it as much as possible 
Gone the soonest go thesoothless
It aint worth nothing and it’s worth something 

a windy szn, a winding road, cross fading between states 
Across the back of place
Describing a state of mind
Not that it would be the same thing
Choppers and planes
Dunno if I feel decadent enough
Salubrious
U don’t gotta compete u just gotta ear

Hey I jussst got rent out of the way, can u spot me some money til I get this first paycheque next week 

graffitiing the internet, taking many directions
Pupils
The united states of you
Lower case
Erased from the hard drive
Asking how my skin is
I know what it feels like
Still kissing teeth
About “as long as we got eachother” as it gets 
The whole machine can take you
in Directions
 indifferent 
Burning wounds
Processing, precipitating, penniless 
ratcheting things up
This is a person we’re talking about, this is something without 
Sinking in the hill of it, all of it

A Perpetual Poem
Let’s 
Coaxed by lonliness hoaxed by being
The universe puts a few cheeky ones in there for ya
Not to trigger your anxiety rn
You know you’d never do it but you know it needs to be done
There’s despair in your voice 
U know what I’d like to hear
Another thing thought into thinking brought into believing like a snowball in summer 
It goes inward

This is a Move
A rite of passage
The sun shingling on everything 
Foil refractions
Watching the kettle boil
The love jones
Proximity approximately
Revealing
One big circle
 buds of the season
Your Truth, not The Truth, Our Truth

I Feel Myself Exploding
NOT TO BE DELETED
REPEATABLE PATTERNS (OF SUCCESS)
START AT THE END OF THE PROPOSAL
POLITELY PERSISTENT POLITICALLY
PRIORITY MATRIX
SOME PEOPle DONT WANT TO BE FRIENDS
What are we counting and what are we not?
Might be how that happens
I hope i'm busier next time
It’s an experience
Out of touch with
A shockwave everytime
Of course how could you possibly say anything about it
Jeopardy 
The thing is lost on me
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


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Flashpoints and Blind Spots
The garbage men are wreaking havoc
Not the only way you did it, just the way you wanted to
Blind Spots
Masquerading
Questionnaire
Keep following along
Keep excavating
Add it to the system  
No
1981
2999
Lucky Strike
Armani
NY
NY
Bear
Cantankerous 
Run
Pancakes
Words
Heat
Playing
Color
Repetition 
Flashpoints
Keep reading the book and the story will reveal itself 

Talking with Hands, New Sensations
Might as well, my ego won’t suffer any major damage
Brisk
Almost 7:11
Vogueing again 
Overhead Conversations
I slipped in my sleep
You should be excited about this
A year or two later these thoughts may be useful 
Jotted Down Previously
Lost train of thought 
Just not shocked by the abominations
Listening modalities 
Their conversation sounded like an interesting podcast
New Wave Cassette 
New sensations

Testing Grounds
Dusks
You can get lost amongst a lot of leaves 
Piled up by the fence
Who knows about the fix?
underneath
I think we met Before we were supposed to meet but we have met eachother before
Patio Lanterns? Of all songs
Caterwaul
What’s that song by Trooper?
We’re at a BOOM 96 picnic 
So fringe
Notes lying around 
Some people are happy about what’s not happening
Broadsides
CERTAINLY SAYING SOMETHING
A twister a doozy 
TGIF
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)
like an equilateral parallelogram

Wait while observing. That is the motto of the educator - MM

In an interview with Miriam Sagan about his poetic influences, Hoagland said, "if I were going to place myself on some aesthetic graph, my dot would be equidistant between Sharon Olds and Frank O’Hara, between the confessional (where I started) and the social (where I have aimed myself)".[6]

T.S. Eliot’s, “The first voice is the voice of the poet talking to himself—or to nobody.”8 In these cases, however, what is being overheard is the voice of the lyric “I.” But with the new lyric “you,” what the reader often overhears is the poet talking to him/herself in the second person.

https://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/literature/notes-on-the-uses-of-the-new-lyric-you

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crown_of_sonnets

https://thelinebreak.wpcomstaging.com/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Verlaine

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2021/may/10/poem-of-the-week-american-sonnet-for-my-past-and-future-assassin-by-terrance-hayes

https://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/literature/notes-on-the-uses-of-the-new-lyric-you

Fishing
ice skating with shoes on
its an up an down thing
I hope I’m not snapping a twig here I woke up out of thin air
In slow motion, today somethings  gonna slow me down
We might really take off
on a Groovy Tangent
Absent Geometric texts
Conversations are missing
Windows of empathy are doors to closure
A colourful canvas
A full cup
A full stop
Absorb everything 
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 

Do nice things

Wet, Wondering
Left
Nothing that’s free
Just the idea of coming here
#a rock bottom and a precious stone
Its just a vibe
Different range on occasions
Attrition
Oh ya forgot this is a movie
Tonight would have been a Netflix night 
filming A weird bath, the cheap anxiety of being outside yourself

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

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

Things must ascend and descend for thereto be harmony 
The nothing changes nothing stops type
If there’s nothing felt there is nothing to write

Wear and Tear, Wearing Tears
Cumulative Abuse
 and Adoration
Syn·ec·do·che
Metonym

Long time I hope

Some riveted to the past some endlessly seeking new permutations of it

Wait, wait let’s see what happens in the next scene!
 
This is it, thus could be the day that’s different 

It’s up to You (me)
I slept in I’ll let you know next time
Some things aren’t designed so well 
Better to make friends 
I sometimes slow down my brain with my pencil and write out the entire sentence there are some things you can’t talk about (exclamation point)
Shake that money tree
A wanker to work for
Ugly swings
We were flying for a while 
I’m telling you this is no dream 
so we Feel The Way

Though in the End
Some wanna get to a higher plane gradually some faster 
Friends 
Ancient History muddled history 
Just showed up
You can go a long way before coming back to it
Everyone has tickets to the same show 
Sandcastles kicked down
Everybody happy int the hokas
Advertising hocus pocus
Anything to get you
All this Big talkin
Getting worked up about it
The inconsistency about it
So many dry leaves
That’s the same prank as last time, not falling for that one 
Maybe you gotta leverage the mad stuff just because 

Family Too
Ears to mouth, mouth to ears
Oscillating personal to universal
Chance operations with notes
Every year the parade gets taller 
Relativity
I thought the same thing when I glanced at my watch and rushed back from the gallery to nap before dinner
Episodes
Horns honking 
engines wailing in the distance
Can you justify your existence without  being able to justify your actions? 
Buttresses
This ship into such rocky shore
Growing Oak
Reading about yourself 
Slightly off the curve
A stretched out theory; a reach.
Motion
Pick apart the accidental
Vocal + Visual 

Friends Help
Going fast
Didn’t even forget your scarf 
A live one on the loose
You won’t catch up til you slow down 
Muzak and no laughter
The undertone
Dial tone 
You got off em you off descent
The scent
No more falling
Crafting yourself
It takes time because time is what was taken
Don’t get far away from yourself
Organic traffic filled with visitors
It’s because I’m getting to know you
This person is growing up
Organizing windows
Learning
Showcase your tastes
Mature themes
POEMS ABOUT BOOKS
EDITING EDUCATION AND TEACHING

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This Journey
Possibilities
Fortunate
Probably just describing yourself
The sudden urgency of the matter
Just trying different stuff
Always doing something else
Different regime in my own power
Kinda like a who’s on first
U know it’s bad for you
Guy I learn so much from you
Keep punching above your weight 
Whatever it is THis experiencing
The wider radius
A bit of pep in your step
Growing up as usual 
like a Flower Thief
doing the Bachata

To Continue
You gotta put it in your pipe and admit it’s a lottery ticket every time
A love bomb
Poetry en vogue
Paris is Butning
Also a crossword puzzle
Heat seek and destroy 
Turf wars
The closest is the furthest person
You’re now next in line
The firmer furthest idea get you past the next 
Broken Word Prose
The fix is different for everyone 
Matching sour keys and candy rings

READ ANYTHING! READ EVERYTHING!

take the best seat in the house
Sitting in nature
 
“Your spirit is the part of you that is essential. It is separate from the imagination, and belongs only to you. This formless pneuma is the invisible and vital force over which we toss the blanket of our imagination — that habitual mix of received information, of memory, of experience — to give it form and language. In some this vital spirit burns fiercely and in others it is a dim flicker, but it lives in all of us, and can be made stronger through daily devotion to the work at hand.” -Nick Cave

In psychology they say we seek out what we lack in our relationships with other ppl … sometimes it’s just a shower

I Need Wind in My Sails
I’m in love with static things so I cling to myself and hug
Words of potential
Titanium quartz risk
The news
You don’t have to make decisions in sleep
I’ll keep going or stop, you tell me
The audacity to rate it
General classes C average
Cognitive imperialism
Veering into who gives a fuck territory 
Collections
Getting good at plugging sentences 

In laypersons terms this is the legwork the wip good wip depending on how you look at it

IN A NUTSHELL, NOTES A CIRCULAR JOURNAL
A PERPETUAL POEM, Prompt Poem

Beech Winds
Nature’s Progress

https://johngodfrey.com/pages/about

https://news.artnet.com/art-world/artist-and-muse-2432843

On Valentine’s Day
Carnality doesn’t work like that
That’s what the footsteps say while running 
It’s just like that
It’s my belly so why can’t I eat
Sleep rattles me like a rope
Sun damaged thought by the window
Maybe it’s just a chill
Well behind my on water today
Enverating
You’re capable
Experimental theatre
You don’t fix yourself you find yourself 
in Those things you say in your head before rubber stamping them for the people 
Enlarge the photo

https://www.shopify.com/ca/blog/dropshipping-books

The Constructive Ones
Pretty visceral people 
Strollers
Crushed like chips
A hope I’ll see you again and then it ends
Interac Produce
Running a ready made mascohistic thing
Eloquently Crass
Radical Tourism
Room for Blowing

Running is motion. Perpetual, incremental like life… In order to perfect the movement it is important not to over stride 

If you like a line see where it leads you 

Like Those Talks
Stylistics
Inveigh
/put YouTube into your google thing/
/mines not like that/
A moment, a lifetime
Inveighing a mysterious stain on my shirt 
Burning up in that place 
Whatever displaces the least whatever offends the least 
Cool crescent moon soothe those thoughts
Basically a fortune cookie
Every two weeks
A lot, so much,happened in that thing that was basically nothing now that you think of it 
I don’t want smarmy bio photo 
A number of situations
Loving that good drinking that hot
haagen dazing after dinner
to Slapchop music
A romantic rant
That must be coming out backwards 
Didactic material
Seems like that’s where my body’s going
Near the train tracks 
Squinting into the sun
Searching for the conductor 
Back then they went out in a blaze
I don’t need confidence I need help  
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?
Theory and Practice: Yes, practice is all around you
Each eagerly awaiting the next original
Basically what happened

Some Things Can’t Wait
Jam on the brakes
Things to little fanfare
Who can really do what
World-making
Exposed
Transported
It’ll be something different
The action packed fun sized kind
Not smiling enough 
Such is the pace of things
So you’ll howl again
So is the glow of the halogen sky
the grand scheme of things 
A tranquilizer, a full stop 
still exploring solutions
There isn’t much to add to the experience 
but Editing is the fun part
My emotions are a bit apart
You somehow manage to do it, the thing you somehow always manage to do; your meaning
All we are fighting for
Attention Autonomy 
a Collage of thoughts

Some Things Have to Wait
while Drinking Dark Kool-Aid
Probably talking to yourself 
We’re all looking out for eachother
How much do u remember?
Opening the gate 
Another friend over
Work in progress
Cool adjacent 
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 and you can listen to disco 
Switch cost, sleep debt
Lines blurred
Always starting over
Overdue for a work of art
a psychedelic break
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 
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 
why i'm Intellectually annihilated by noon
I feel nothing Ill towards me, I feel nothing at all
and I may not get around to everything 
no shocker i guess you’re exhausted
and shocker  I did not lock that door
Minischool Perspective

Filling Obligations
It’s not gospel
Popcorn brain
Never ending drift
It’s me again
Speaking to the person next to you
$icknote$
Brittle
Line of questioning 
Leveled
the soul is the sun

Look at the individual parts and move from analysis to indifference — Meditations

It’s a Tight Squeeze
Slowly ease into it
This is a gift
This is the sleaze I miss you with
Go wherever you want with this
And then you wonder where this went and that went
Fissile
The practice of behaving
Selling myself to the highest bidder or whatever 
Let’s get out to the water in since
And then it plays out differently 
Chilling outside the whole time 
Wouldn’t you like to know 
Playing house

"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

To Life
Are you still dancing?
Are you still falling?
How does someone save your life?
How did you pick yourself up?
Are you going to Erie a book about it?
What the crazy debate today?
The hawk is back
The haunt is back.
Critical distance 
How do u get different people in a room
Not how it’s played it’s how it’s said 
How long do i have to pretend to be someone else?
Does it have the punch
Body language changes
Listening to ECM records
At least we have that part figured out
They’re all temporary 
We all drop dead
Maybe that’s the point
So it doesn’t stick to the bottom
There’s a rumour you know how to work there’s a room you know how to work 
As long as you cheekily put it in there
Then it becomes a different question
We can all smile for the camera
Just trying to organize the scattered pieces
That’s the big question, would you do it for inner child inside you
The rest will take care of itself
Fungible
Anne Boyer
One of those wonderland things
Learn to fake it
Some words live in dark places 

 can you please have a look and lmk what you think? 

To Poetry
Ambivalence
Going to mass
All that jazz
The good stuff happening when the sun is out
Good party tricks
Pulling me around with your moods
Adjacent 
necessary

“The recognition that the entries are as much process as product also accounts for the shapelessness and apparent disorder of the work” Meditations

Maybe I’ll Try a New Approach
Concentrating
On Constellations
Conversations
Writing in the “non writing” blurring what’s done when it began and when it ended
You won’t miss it when it’s gone
Challenging critical distance
Following along as you are
Fast forwarding to your wants 
as long as We got a lot to work out 
A psychic boom, a natural disaster
If it’s happens to find you
Someone with bad facial hair
It’s like the words don’t stick 
but the people do

About Me (About to Ski)
Semiotic
When babies stare
Maybe they have it all
Your kiss it doesn’t matter but it does matter
Please hold while we access your information, you may experience a moment of silence 
Funhouse music
I see you dropping things
There’s your answer right there
Funny to look at it that way
Inside all day 
Starry night 
like breakfast
Maybe it’s passively ironic
The old shoe store pitch 
u know sowell
The more I stare the more they scatter shatter
A graceful exit, an ungrateful exit

These Things Say A lot
Oracular
Colour theory
A reformative outfit
The instantaneousness of it (isn’t enough)
Polyvocality
Justify or control
Don’t ruin the day with that feeling 
Gettin better at that good thing
Taking off that mask 
A commitment to who you are
444
Faster than you know it
Didn’t expect to end up here 
Pledging to the pint glass 
It’s a silly bar
For a minute there you were seen
Practice
thinking out loud
Kinda just trial and error
That’s who we’re not looking for
Coughing up solutions
About nothing, going nowhere

Poetically put, thoughts, Tangential leaning
reading 

Thinking poetically, Reading eclectically, notes to self 

Poetically thinking, Theoretically Speaking, Knowledge Seeking, Notes to Self

"Is it inspiring? (a well-crafted sentence, a breathtaking image)

Is it useful? (a statistic, reference, or diagram)

Is it personal? (journals, texts, emails)

Is it surprising? (a different perspective or thought, avoiding confirmation bias)"


the wind blows both ways 
Out and Back

Seeds of thoughts and things

Working Groundhog Day Shifts
Fluctuating butterflies
Bite based on bone density 
You don’t want to make the art competitive 
Safe here, inside, slow
Interpellation
Where do the words take you?
The fragments of many things take you to another
Prompt or Poem
Do you ever really know where it’s going
Why do i always have to get out of the way
Working things out
Capricorn energy
Hurts so bad and they only feel worse
You’re just getting back on the train
Prompt or Poem

Running a Tight Ship
Ovid
Only unified in fractional moments
When do you really ride your bike in January 
Calling from a pay phone just because
Bit by the loneliness bug
I’m walking around with the taste of a kiss on my lips I never got
The thought of it is exhausting taunting 
If I brought that thing up would it bring you down
A fuck if anyone cares kinda mood that’s not soothing
Don’t bring that part with you
Just happens to be there
Sometimes the jazz is too slow then it’s the blues
Clearing the room
Sometimes the pile of puzzles pieces look better than the puzzle
Clifton Joseph
/all you feel rn is just outside of your comfort zone/
Not what you want 
/you’re just switched off/
A lot of judgement from that side of the room
Your country has a knife
Everything methodically cut 
Pressed all the buttons 
Been that bad influence
And maybe your whole life flashed before you 
Dropped anatomic bomb with language
Just because you could 
Then something happens in May
Generational neo liberal trauma
I’m gonna be sooo into yoga when I’m older 
We got a lotta dying to do but we got a whole lotta lovin left to love
You might not get it for a lifetime
You need a tape measure to break the vastness into parts
Buttoned Up Jazz and a Subordinate Haircut