i wish to cultivate a small voice
to silence my green-hued brilliance
this likeable lickable
to turn the corner around cleverness

"hey yahoo answers, how do I tell my girlfriend she’s beautiful if I find all corporeal forms inherently repulsive"


i do not wish to join the armies of men

you should know
for instance
your touch was inaccurate
i did not like that you closed your eyes
and that you were silent
but the overcast skies still make me want to sleep on your chest
or at least call you

i am all soft bruised peaches
when i am not noisesome
you should know this
you know this
already i suppose