hoping for the last ship to arrive, I'm blessed with a kingdom, half mine.

Sure, you’ve got a handle on the past
It’s why you keep your little lovers in your lap
Give a little more than you like
Pick apart the past, you’re not going back
So don’t you waste your time
No, oh, oh, oh

pretty pussies

summer lovin

oh my love

The sight of bridges and balloons

Makes calm canaries irritable

And they caw and claw all afternoon

Catenaries and dirigibles

Brace and buoy the livingroom

A loom of metal, warp - woof - wimble

And a thimble's worth of milky moon

Can touch hearts larger than a thimble

Oh my love

Oh it was a funny little thing

to be the ones to've seen

let's spend the night together

you know you know

we belong

by the stream to the dawn

you know you know

happy caturday

lowam lowam lowam booobs

i am. i am. i am.

"I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am."-Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar