over someone

somewhere between the spruce and the springworm
lies the atelier of unintended emotions

 

one more slice t
the frigidaire of lights

 

i cut my foot while running to post a sign
delusions fallimpressed by rain

 

why do people hold back
in making the world as onme?

 

when one person ages, grows old
we all do it together, it's been foretold.

 

the hummingbird's flight or the butterflie's wall
do you think you are the one-
responsible for it
or all?

 

disitergrate
and
do not reciprocate

 

or, forever...............................................................................................

 

the whole circle of the human circus
do not bite out on an even surface.

 

may the universe
and
the oracle in reverse
hear my plea
i just need love
and music.

 

and so
her i am
a stoic idiot
any suggestions?

 

the problem is not substance abuse
but the abuse of substance