if I could be stranded on an island with any two people, it'd be Alien Andre and Stuart Davisone long road trip taken here on spaceship earth
There it is, Mitch. A sesa*me*
And it’s making you nauseous
Where the hell have I got to?
There’s a boy who’s a Krishna
And he thinks you look pretty
Well, he's eyeing your stockings
He’s got books to help you with your life
helioseismology
millions upon millions of dollars spent on propaganda still can't stop the milky way from continuing to become a galax[ies] y of true beauty.
"you'd never believe this but angels arranged us in their heads to make up for some old sin"
dna mostly (alphabet Zipf soup)
friends, and
Peggy Hong:
"swimming into stillness forget
tomorrow forsake
yesterday
air enters and leaves
careless breath ushers
space of nothing
body spreads
a perfect circle
into forgiving earth
mountains grow deeper underground
blood and lymph pulse in saline
purge sedimental attachments
settle into nameless
breezed clean mind"