It seems to come just so naturally to her
a whirlwind passes through her like over a pretty prairie meadow
no clumps and dead ends between buildings
and tremendous wastelands,
no maddening boundaries forcing the eye to see further than it was ever intended to.
never a sewer to sap the energy and drain the muck.

altogether and one whole thought,
molded in such a beautiful wavy and deep rhythmic flow of sound enveloped in sweet forgiving air..
without even the purpose to heal those of us fortunate enough to receive its nostalgic currents here in the city.

Quote of the day:
"She could see my penis in my eyes"
-AK47

De beneficis


Forget what you know
you think you know
And what you know you know
or at least think

be nothing
which wants

sit down beside me,
see nothing
of the rolling hill or the tree here
silent over the warm evening

let your mouth release you
i am on guard
and so is our tree

exhale your remembrance
there is no country

what you have built is yours to keep
or yours to give