it is that

it is less than that it could be

by me

is that

the fullness

is diminished

by myself

might be

that it is not being said

to the fullest extent

by me

may be

that i am not saying things

complex

enough

     

      on the road I keep seeing

      birds like this decayed

      I am intrigued by the way their little bones           spre    ad           out

      in absence of the terms of life

      but the feathers spread   d i                   f

  f             e                 r  

e        nt  

l                    y

      more quickly towards a new design

      like how some things lack good structure

      and cobble together like a marionette

      a word that almost means puppet

I would like to write you a love letter such that you read it

but your writing hand is broken and by my eyes i am blind

I would offer you fun

fun dip candy sticks and then dip in sugar

will fun dip sue for copyright

you never want them the same that I do

nor will candy company maybe

addict behavior fun loving sad sad lonely death

but I never wanted the barbies to do those things to eachother

they do not have underparts like us

No God | Run Soft

and

Sugar Moon | Get Under

and

Fire Rain |

Everyone is doing well here,

except the plant you gave me,

it has died.

i was peeling the shells off of hard-boiled eggs and he says to me: good weather for suicide

and yesterday

i was peeling the shells off of hard-boiled eggs and he says to me: maybe i wouldn’t feel like shitting my brains out if i hadn’t eaten that cup of mustard earlier.