jenifer love hewitt, i’m coming to save you for some reason. it started out as a kind of a joke, but got snowballed into this whole thing where your name is my name too. ALSO, i gotta save neve campbell, so if you see her, tell her to hold on, i’ll stop the evil clones.
remember party of five? what the fuck was that?
The perils of falling through a premature interdimensional wormhole that paralleled the imminent emerging dangers that would to befall soon. In a place like a sandbox world, where dreams pass by nightmares and the natural processes of daily life spill trickling through morning dewdrops on the greenest leaves, blue soothing sky, and a moon made layer of soft sorrows, upheld tomorrows, and a couple of missing nuts. Little nothing noted knots narrowing his spine where he hadn’t noticed before. Gashes, smashes and holey scars were like the branches and trunk. Not a thing of sea nor sun nor space hushed in between, ‘just a little left behind’ from somehow else, some son of a clock.
Where my steps are heavy like they pull heavy chains and my very thoughts of joy or her fairer tales may bring a soft, ‘hello,’ -they are swatted down like southern-west birds. It cawed with a whistle in memory and in thought eschewed. Wriggled bound this or that when this black wind mooned over this morning.
my death was a wail (moby dick ref.)
my life was a choke
my coming was my wife
low and idle hanged
in a knuckle eye rung
quickened trim, rolling dung
of pinky’s fanciful funk
shavey bushes gaudy, germ
slingshot eris’ 1/3 cherub
lockets’ ends eerie wank
for they are hardt, xoxo, ❤
wanted to laugh like mom today, she was making something. made me feel simply mad that i’d gone on this long, without a point.
i go, my goal, you’ll go, and i’ll go, so go,….. nggo,,.:.:^!#%