She's got it.

She's got it out.

She's got it all out.

For me

D e e

Thanks for remembering

 I am feeling a vibration maybe a new state of existence

Queen of evil controlling evil believing evil

Deleting evil

Quit the destruction of Weevils.

Little-known apocalyptic history of the under-appreciated region, Under the weather for centuries, Maps which make less common sense.

Geographical socio-economical emotional

... email but i'm a girl ...?

The what she said

Make more Love to a-what They said,

The End! 

 Doing new things for old things. 

Our plastics can handle this 

Re accessing the life of my dream 

Being an absurd dramedy who was my family.

Cowboys and state and local parks

The weather could be good or just o k enough.

Practice for the meeting of too many souls [songs]

Who are the Souls [owlslove] of people we may want to know....

 What exactly are you doing 

I'm imagining your imagination 

Lo

 

What Do You Think of My Poem?

Burning wisdom

If I had a book, I would be blessed with my eyes and the light that reaches through my pupils once a day or even twice in my life.

A chocolatier placed the soul of his foot on the wet dark wooden floor board.

In keeping with time either thirty or forty years ago.

My mind may wander to you and your silky dark hair and the inside of a night time on the other side of the universal word for a place in space.

It is written and it is read, and the pens and pencils and papers will go both ways to retract or enact the possum

Eating on the side of a road which is half busy and half not

But the guy who is very good and never the best

We all make what we can of our things

Looking forward to the simple plan of the friend under home holy god

Hope,

Wise fire

To be the Interiority of the future of yourself.

[Partly inspired by Joe Pera Talks with You, I just rewatched Joe Pera Gives You Piano Lessons and searched for info on the song In the Dining Room and browsed the Joe Pera subreddit.] The end and Good Night 

Near God's Thumbprint

 

Poem Written Creatively

I wish I were a diet slinky. 

Maybe Monday will turn the girl I know once.

Press releases begin sentences and

The next line will complete them me.

Maybe stronger people are not little tvs.

Because walking on walls takes me back.

Lightning bolts and her bigger muscles.

Quintessentially quaint. pirate Pyrite . . .

Watch joe para talks with you :

I am the Sun which delivers home and baked son. /

 

 Just wait.

Just don't.

Just abstain. 

....

Just understand

Just i'm staying.

 There can be a waiting.

Do you have what we are?

Do you know how far you go

As I step out my front door, I ask,

" Does anyone know me?"

quietly supposing I have no where to go,

 quickly rearranging my idea of snow.

Is this is is this is

?

is this is is this is

Oooh. 

Never Gets Old

 What was it?

- Never gets old

We can't know anyone's experience 

Of time, eternity 

Do we ever go?

What is it?

Bob Earnham

 Bo-b Urn Ham

 And more slowly, I hope to be even more boring, predictable, nice and slow, everyday daily bliss upto infinite nothingness 🙂 bye thanks gooday.

- my fb comment on a meme with the dude

 Why are you having a Dream where you cannot sleep?

My life is always as it seems.

Do you have more money than me?

Can I have some money please?

Money is for anyone to get ahead or behind someone else's life and time.

I get behind you and lift you up into the Sunny Sky

Anything Is Too Much

 Is it?

A Galaxy with Zero Stars

? title

Ha, also sounds like a rating.

Making, from nothing god thoughts bodies and real spacetime energy

 This is a very important album to me and for many 

https://grandbuffet.bandcamp.com/album/five-years-of-fireworks

It is beautiful impressive very weird and fun

Here, a very short poem to pretend to be my thoughts and feelings about everything. I've experienced sofa.. So far.:

Need Fire

Free Beef

] the end [ and more

I [ had a lot of Mind altered altering Chemistry decedents 

and too little sleep Resently.

I'm coffee

]

Altar to Scientists doing okay work once in blue moons ---

human hearts essplode

For Scientists treat some people well

When time always forgets then they can find memory in History and evidence data

I make incoherent 

Blasé acceptable , zzz

--- Blinding glory of a jagged stony candle burning grotto under 

Ancient Oak

Fluids grass, growing up to be glowing Pubescent glorified-rainbow nuclear waste

Thank God

Nullify. 

Dreams

So to you, Fall's beginning is Summer losing the tightness of its integrity.

I was at a very casual outdoor lunch and a semi small town, pretty green place and day. A lot of tables in a line, Different people, rural, southern. To guys sat in a big truck next to me looking at a T v in front of me. I was supposed to be the new priest for this parish. Another clear gym in [ Clergyman] sat at a table near me, Said something about not wanting to go to France, seemed friendly. I wore overalls. [I war girls]

Macron and Trudeau debate.

He takes him and his words and himself too literally and too seriously.

In Justice, 

A girl in a large modern building a large conference or waiting room was going crazy whispered to me to meet her in the bathroom, stall 2, in 2 hours. I hung my head covered my face with my hands, she giggled. I said instead we meet in 2 hours and 2 days, Thursday 

 There was no Ending

No thinking about what I wanted

Smiley face

I get happier for no reasons.

Outside when the sun is high and the light bounces off the ground and the buildings and the parking places and other thing things And the things we do with each other and ourselves never really knowing

The end

 I fucked up, so sad so sorry

I fucked up for ten years straight; my whole adult life is a big mistake.