those things to me
that no one else would know to say
that I wouldn't even know I wanted someone to say
until it's escaped it's way out of your lips I want
am I a textbook case of a failed success
can I pay rent in pennies corks and pocket lint
a night of wet cold rain and sweat
a morning of dry sunlight and dust
of liquid on the floor
an open door to the sweet awakening outside
I make things up but are dreams real I think they are so I've had some times with you
I hope that's all right
all right
table of contents
water
air
a burning urge to burn life up
need for your face
frustration at the utter unknowledge of life and the rest of the universe
ability to make up words to explain myself
ability to shake at the core and fall down when you say things like that... simplicity
love of rolling down hills
peace and quiet and the opposite things
a vast... avast! cease. desist. but really... a vast collection of thoughts memories and curiosities
curios is a word I like
I'm just rambling now but
it's all right
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