it's not a crime
to be totally okay
in a world
where nothing is

abort, abort

believe in the power of the human legs

my divine congress with your happy heart

that feel
you know
the streaming cadmium energy
of the air before honesty
dissolving into
a touch of skin?

i'm on my way
to much too much
again

It is amusing to me that the practice of sending romantic emails with bolded lyrics that "apply" is still in vogue; I remember doing it with jb!

Kids these days, no original ideas.

every once in a while logic gives contentment a good, hard kick in the teeth and makes me go to work after one of the coolest days in the recent history of edmonton

this, of course, is entirely unacceptable

>:(

i write songs
and triumph over weevils

ps - my favourite skirt has a hole burned in it?

i mangle positioning every time
'ware me, beast of burden and apple of an eye