

The goal of all I knowThe goal of all I know is to grow and seed like pines -- to find oneself inside a shell and find oneself encased in spines, a cone of all we know lying in the dirt. Then we burst toward light and fight to be rid of this case we fought so hard to stay within.The goal of all I know


a fool in all thingsThe distance between you and I is like all the oil spills in every ocean; I want to set it all on fire and watch it burn so brightly, not caring who or what is harmed by the process.a fool in all things
I could shove twelve needles into each eyelid and still find it easier to close them than when I am looking at you looking at me.
I cannot capture you in words any better than you can capture me in your camera. We can each only touch our respective screens so many times not feeling flesh before we stop touching.
My fingers will be blood


I am ratherI am rather what I am when I am. All the sunlight in the world casts as many shadows; mine is but one.I am rather


if I called this anythingWe are all brothers and sisters in pain mine has been both sharp cuts and a hollow longing. yours may be different. yours is the same. we each walk on two legs breathing with the bellows of our lungs. our eyes are furnaces in various states of disrepair. in some the coals are glowing, red and alive, some are grey and ashen, but each was once a furnace.if I called this anything
When I dream I have wings they are white and beautiful. but I wake with dirt on my face. I am proud and noble; I am cold stone, each in turn. a lame messiah. a lovely judas.
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