EASY was media     until words became
digital (you love . yourself now) Oh,
humanity i swear i learned how to not
Love Myself (the location of all enemies
upon a plane) m y l o v e  died, flower
too and my lip dried — what should
we do?  flaccid penis and dry
vagina?  from head to toe we
think — i won’t complain:  the
famous steel within the condensations
receive gratification always — WITHIN
MY BODY of glass — I grew with love
from you (a lot of bad blood) bad news
OCTOPUS
she before 100
-better than everyone.
   I am on a level plane; no complaint.

:: 08.15.2020 ::