#wingnuttery

[iheartvelma]

It’s pretty bad. Terrible, actually.

[donde-esta-mi-mente]

stimuli

Break in the tension pattern decomposited symphonics and there is just too much god damned noise in the stratosphere too many vibrators too much pleasure, no such a thing

[donde-esta-mi-mente]

my flaws

imperfect parameter impartial bias the moon is dead the sun is queer shaped like 3 rolling inwards collapsing

a hideous approach the mirror cut jagged triangles the stubble on my chin the edge of forever all dances back too drunk

impatient particles immeasurable sorrow the clouds are leaking the sky is my step missing a few sinking back into my feet

[donde-esta-mi-mente]

you want the D

done and did them doings of a higher dude

dragged and drugged drudging down the drain

dumb and dying to do the doings of destiny dreams

[donde-esta-mi-mente]

creedence

cum on the rising wind

unwindin jungles in hard shafts undoin the did- nothings of the year

twelve bad moons rising from 'neath your blankets

bendin and windin the do-it- all's of next years sun

[donde-esta-mi-mente]

makin list

I made a list on the bucket we use to collect our piss

I pulled hair out of thin air I saw through my teeth and nothing scared me ever again

I wrote your name in the snow, in the corner where the animals go

nothing was scary with your date with the dust approaching

[donde-esta-mi-mente]

programmes

plans disintegrate like cities in the sun

the giant little ants crawlin why don't know what for

always towards some city in the sand disintegrating in the waves of heat

[donde-esta-mi-mente]

specks of light

maybe never loud enough maybe never brave or bright or strong enough maybe never see or feel or taste or think or be enough maybe not maybe so