I should probably forget about this

I should probably forget about this

In mortal dreaming
sin with ation
for a note of variety of being
se m
remote
con
with job attached

These are my wounds of past
They are

hasn’t, it?

I am still hear

I wonder if he ever thought of me
sleeping on the setee
whilst his gf tattooed
hot dogs

I remember how he smoked
it was a damper product
I remember how he spoke
and i craved to be
his
as i lay alone
I am not sure
as i snore, clean his walls
correct the color (u)
I remember how we was
until the day he left
leaving me

he must have found out

what they wanted
was never what to
give
as she fade
into cross hair
shadow
calm, claim
her, among the
memory of skin
left my the lampost
compost
reminding
isn’t all,
without
and us
is none

they couldn’t
its sure?

Did he ever think of me?

LE a F Ve
ahh,,
a

she found her names on signs

HA HA HA HA

she asked a group of queer people
and they said
yes
she saw.

when he left i cried
his face left in the hall way
as he sprinted from
and i was left with little
but reason to leave

I always said...
i didn’t date anyone in 2016
but we were,,
pretending to be straight
or at least

I was

“Its been a long time coming
have. Rich is going to New
You’ll have all the G’s, cot
rooftops, making sick songs.
I wanted to tell you, how
friend you are. Before I
PALE KID I was lost, an
place. without realizing it
to get me out of aba
your bloody good beats,
come see me, I’ve got
the Pantry.
Your gonna kill it. W
well be famous rappe
man. Im distracting my
miss you man.
Your a unique perso
Never stop fueling the
REMEMBER - This is
Infinite love for you
#Stay”

rich is going to NEW YORK

she saw a cat
on the window
i took her to a place
because it was the top of our work building
and there was wifi
she left her number on a match. box.
of which i still own

she is now a climate activist
i saw her on the news

and then she left

look closer

even before
she shaved her arms
he photograph
in her sight

in a field she went
when she felt alone
morning hours
she claimed the day
for

I can’t
its too
and hurts

continue driving
thrugh my eye
i see what its
in front of us

and ending
so near

deserts pass our ground
under the passed
she couldn’t stear.
only stearwell save
us from
him inside
that was
in among the end

the plane left with out
her shame like sweat
pouring
over skin
perferation
the day she never told

i sold my car when i returned
never to return again
i gave her the money
she never
would

but thats

alone in wakened meadow
seeking when sun
pouring in artificial sun light
into the over arching wood,
panel
tile the wall
i see a scale
i see my
its not good from
150 dollars
was too step to reach
as they made out
in the other room
assumadly?

temple of trautrum
is
i could step
if i wasn’t in the car

I flew away
there was no,

modes of vehicles
car, not pictured
a yellow? bag
its floating, with wind as conciousness

motor bike
look at it
its

NSFW
hehe

it always turnt
as the sun would curdle
she looked when she stopped

Thank you for seeing me
now you know
and saw what i became
ill keep looking on
to see

Alex still loves working