lists and crap
lists of crap
don't eat,
damnit,
it'll only get you in trouble.

eyes are useless
in a world
where all you can do is see.

everything is pretty,
damnit,
so
don't come crying
back to mommy
when you (don't) find that out.

sausage festival again
oh crap
yum yum
don't forget to eat.

time is (not) a continum
in my head
i have no head, probably
--
you can do
whatever you want
if you try
or don't want
--
it's the same
when you look at a watch.

two people are the same
as one person
unless you count them.

a cast iron fist
which doesn't exist
made of velvet.

swing through the trees,
damnit,
because it's important
to do so,
yeaahaagg.

why so glum?

try
or try not
there is no do.

scream
or laugh
or do neither
but it won't work, probably.

everything is a mirror
and it reflects itself
or
may as well do so.

themes arise out of habit.
efficiency is a theme.
direction is a theme.
thank god
or
you may as well do so.

the edge is the place
where you're not at
when you're there.

if it weren't for the symmetry
i would (not) be fine.

who the hell are you?
i have no idea
who i am
which should be your excuse,
too.

seems most people
spend their time
at the edge
or
may as well do so,
damnit.

lazy bones
no rest for the weary,
"time is of the effluence."

meter
melody
meaning
just for giggles
if you want.
[you can do
whatever you want]

clean simple crap
by default
seems to me.

where is the door
any door
so i can knock on it?

blood
bones
skin
holy crap.
thank god.

playin' frisbee golf
in the middle
of a city.

funk
love
flavor
holy crap.
thank god.

godamn symmetry.