Authority, the subject, and humanity
or
You me and the family


I have not forgotten my family. They are my past. They are more, I concur. But they are my past, and I am but me.
I can care for them while looking to be them in some way as they see me. But they can't, for they are more than they. And for this divine way of life, I cannot forgo my past.
I have lived enough.
I can bask till I die on the wonders of my life. It was celestial. And 'till I am spent, I will suffer for my nostalgia, for inhaling the sweet smell of memories.

It is for the love I felt I am compelled to re-live that I will do as I do. And see of it what you will. It is something that neither of us can corroborate alone. We are one.

Go for me


Oh my
i can't tell
whether i want
or whether i want you from want

i'm sorry it can't be otherwise
i'd rather just have
but till then, may i obtain all i want
to prove that all i 'd desired
was you

failure is the only measure of passion
i hope you can believe this
since that's all ive' got
going for me

A song


Good night folks
good luck in all your worthless endeavours

may you live to be a hundred
and may you live to regret it

to your health till then
success to you all
sincerely,
fuck you

I had imagined it would have been much colder than it is now. Perhaps the weather has nothing to do with whether i shiver. I would wager tonight that something else keeps me from feeling as though i'm falling to no ends in a cold and damp place where there is too little room to stretch.
The truth of the matter is that i'm kept from freezing by a people. Persons... but tonight, just one.

you know you've succeeded
when you are no longer blind
to the passion of others

fragrance of friendship
grote of cummunal existence
inexperienced awaiting for dominion

well to hell with it,
heaven is here on earth
in my home with these strangers i love

say just one thing to me tonight
that i have nothing to lose
and that you are flesh and blood

My Oasis


Everything i touch
turns gold to flame

everything i say backfires
everything i do melts

i've told every lie
to unmask the truth
to keep quiet

i've built a ship of fifty rowers
on the most peaceful sea

and i go nowhere in particular
always to what seems like shore
to her my oasis

Tumor torpor terror
fright frigid tepid blunder
fuck material and love lust blight
bethrotle and undoing beneath street-level
forget all intentions and flee from bargain basements
nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing