Tuesday, June 3, 2014

The last thing I believed,
and then behaved

abhorred a vacuum.

But then, I am not nature

Not a real being at all. It took
councils so assess this.

My most recent counsel says
that nothing is born

and nothing dies.


I want to punch him in the eyes.


Severe, the world still runs
around like it owns the fucking place.

Like a careless father, I pick up the toys.

And where have you been?