emotional robot seeks mind to delve deeply to unlock feeling
emotional lover robotically presses skin against skin and moves pipes to push out exhaust
emotional computer being wants things to be easy
cause hard stuff makes herhim cry
emotional daughter wants lover to notice subtle mind games, like puzzles, not war
cause sometimes pieces don't fit until they can't fit anywhere else
emotional mother weather monster wants to know if her ovaries have fallen yet.
emotional petty monster aks god for forgiveness for the sins she herself judges herself for
robot lover soldier deisres action
gets sucked into sold state stasis
wants what others have
feels embarassed when others like what she has
knows she has fooled them
and that she is not real
only as real as synthetic reality.
wires for veins, and electricity for breath
perfection comes to those who can disconnect themselves
from a conversation
who think highly of themselves
who ponder revenge
and manipulations.

wondering eyes look up, only to mentioned as bulging once again.
i want and i want and i want
only what i can give myself.

beckoning cries.
if you see mine as different.
i look inside.
i see gradation as a mathamatical equation.
your x is y away from my y, my z is your z. at least that we share.

exponents grow larger
and we separate farther.
for as weird as you wanna.
fawn is fearful, have you forgotten?
all the times it got scary, and little ol me hid under the covers
was a dream, were you real?
hovering over me, and the face of my grandfather, with a rainbow.
who was he?

i know my friends better than i know my family.
and i am scared of both.

i wanna house.
maybe a nice room.
i wanna a landlord who cares about mold.
and roommates who tell me how much i need to pay in utilities.

i love a man.
i lust for another.
i lust for the first again.
i love one like real deep, both i hardly know.
one feels deep like bowls of rice, the other erratic, perhaps only a brother.


i don't know how i feel. it fluctuates

Drop a penny on the ground for the ground's lucky day
find a penny and throw it into the sky so the sky can say
"find a penny pick it up, all the day you'll have good luck."

talk to wise people who use colors and common images to breathe
and just try to show them your special unrelated thing
what use is it to be different?
i am the same i am the same
we we we


babble.


baby coos softly against skins of trees, lain after slain on the dirt sandy concrete kind of sidewalk. what big scrape you would get if you fell on it,
off your skate board bike thingy

hanging down dangling.....

i mentioned a breath of fresh air
and my body got all hush as if i had just told them about paradise.
"sorry body, iwas just talkin."


i don't know what i want out of love

nothin i guess


i want more out of myself.

dont wanna be scared of my friends they smell it on me


wanna cry no where to be alone...
i suppose i do that.
just dont wanna tell people when to go home
dont want them to go home at all.
wanna eat better.

bye