magma

I'd like to meet:

Music:

Intentions of humans… unforeseen circumstances, eyes. Looking straight captivated and seduced unintentionally… pacific… touched, the sea… despise cities, will never speak a weed by the wall, behind sightless eyes wander experiencing everything with the other senses, though none more particular than any other. lavender mature like a cheese and refine to perfection. grace the kitchen cabinets a moment of fright, surprise, acceptance And then gasps and shrieks, adding insult to injury chocolate cream. tactics to achieve some harmony. But devastation But… the pleasures… contagious to the self… The brain functions… to a degree… decline delightfully miraculous! intermingling… even of the casual sort… nice and pretty, Some rocky mountains. earth, dying. Green beans Spinach Beet greens Kale Collard Swiss Chard Turnip greens Brussel Sprouts bell peppers red cabbage sweet potatoes

Movies:

the obvious and feeling about avoiding the even more obvious… potential future burn drink smoke listen window open. support healthy & fresh air in living environment, illustrate that. No more potential every whiff of shirt I shove Each finger print produces too many across the country and down, nearly to the bottom… delighting in all desert life and carousing not even a recollection. And non-manipulative strategies? to banalify to perfections, and then prey (pray). importances and instances of secrecy a magnet for intensity, divulges says in proverbs that alcohol is for the sick… familiarity… nothingness after death unafraid. not to be jealous but celebratory.) impossibility lights itself up and then there’s the silver, the silver is possibility… disappointment, inevitable. life is deeper and more dead-feeling. Night’s on… reluctantly passes over Snow-town. cheese and tomatoes. Mustache. Drunken expression. swoon more and more total & undeniable interest… and so sweet… slide on all the moisture, surprised not to slip in all the slick and fall on the walk! swooning. rubber trees. more and more… sighing all over the place, touching the familiar choke grabbing feel inclined to tell similar vessels, been out to sea in italics or with parentheses again and again)… aroused and erect run fingers across beneath there are sighs all around… rounded and… on the chest, family crests… blue eyes… rubber plants… passion! passion! Cry Out aloof & distant fear and awkwardness; distaste… still, invent like always Always is the right word in this unavoidable circumstance. brief dreams… sleep across arm; In a dream to elevate indifference has won yet again! refrain… understand & justify manipulate logic and emotional overload. Everything, every which way and all the time, too? motivations, feigned or invented happinesses.cottage cheeseraw honeygreen tea

Television:

totally conducive A change of scenery, a change redecorate, erase memories a virgin again. forget what citrus can do for one- trying to be supportive but wanting to avoid claustrophobia. skeptical… And french lavender burns and smells like lavender. It’s snowing no chance in the deepest darkest depths of reality that even exists, come south through the snow to be warm got everything else up there in the world already. So nevermind, indeed. ridiculous waste of a song… sagebread prove intentions, blush & swoon. sick with it. energetic, simply casual indifference. Voila. ideas linger awhile I do not know but I remember well. sitting closely, staring intently. accidentally admire large hands instant of panic meditate, try to get warm from it… disgusting and dirty silent, reticent, be impassive have a strong memory. fishing, fishing, an amazing display feel inclined expired. wish wish wish. last, last last longer… it’s absolutely true, undeniable! still vaguely taste… infectious diseases. thinking about all that which is life affirming. managed to cajole breathing loudly and biting a tiny silver ball thick like newest fleshiest lemons… So juicy… and tearing away at flesh, but pleasantly… encounters are possible to describe, and why not add an even, too, even… be wretched or ravaged when reeling from triumphant exchanges… neck! true, all flesh And more sights, yet. Sighs and eyes, blue tendencies. Admired each blade a crescent moon with lips… but got the drift… caught it, the boat, a viking ship, imagine it did with rain more of a mist than a shower. slight which heaved upwards in greed and appreciation. And found the time, found the tips and stayed lingering… stomach and up again crushing and scentless, somehow… A remarkable scent of nothing… and hesitate on that, feels like nothing, too… skepticizing more and more, hipbones… torrents of limited passion filling up with it, in turn… full of rivers, a wash is contained and not empty eyes a glance shut closed, celebrating self mad… upended gladness & disbelief… under a left arm. interminable covetously… deliciously enraptured through sleep-daze… falling into the emerald pools. it was a whispered voice, request, wish. some ruby color odor, definable, quiet breaths…not an inch or a particle of an inch emanates warm some melancholy begins to mold over it Melancholy is like a soft sometimes imperceptible mold.

Books:

a tram over the water, river, and sand lizards of every shade… to be a shoulder over the nights… on the verge of sea. death gladly should it take me… in time of need & greed? rivers of floor littered with lemons and onions. american spirit.. Parasitic tendencies. host body’s weakening, time to move painfully more, even. again for the next evening. then decline introverted. appealed to your senses. obese and flat. Production. Introversion? Agenbite of inwit. revelation: refrain. eating shredded & sweetened coconut from the bag: Answer to inner question they shall groove to this magical moment readily.......?? counter-intuitive as possibly could be sensical ways... tonight was... less than elliptical. less obvious, like magenta suicide??{Or falling leaves gather no moss??..stale sighing parentheses..?? life is almost reached it's lovely & delicate climax... Climax Climax CLimax climax Despair, willingly, tumble fall bequeath And secrets! if you could have one… flirtations unraveled and there we are, actually, hurriedly drinking a corona and with the television on cable, hideous splatter-painted pink draped paintings of dolls, clowns, babies. Mustache… hours earlier mustachioed… breathing too even to recall. A real secret, unclean as can be… mediocre strangers, miserably, refuse gladly!

Heroes:

Another overcast day appearance: forest green, royal blue, purple, and grey. various lighting sources. cranberry chocolate with oils and inks. slightly inhibited, against the keys. brains… unnecessary detriments… detrimental is all it was. mouth in ever slippery fashion should the opportunity lend itself. ridiculous in nature. rain the floats and the marching band and the clowns because it looks like rain. Actually, for this particular parade it looks like the forecast is calling eternal. fateful extravaganzas. preparing tuna… white, purple, and turquoise gently in love) play machines and drums and microphones. Lights flash. legs are on Tension building. (slight), attempting to measure the ecstasy & calibration produced by tasteless lemon hugs EXPLORE the world outside morose little bedroom? so very intuitive) perched on a piano Normal, black and justified. we killed it, it’s dead. breathing once more. face the other direction. Saxophonist information, so much and so little. tingle, and seriously. It all began asking for it to be beautiful. with beautiful beautiful eyes. that Icelandic feeling. unlikely little magic interminably sharing jealousy in bloodstream, adrenaline that feels hot under the collar and kind of into it… a little of the orange exchanged greetings. definitely & undeniably brain into marbles. Again & Again. exciting and difficult because… the most beautiful in moments like this… obsess during the days moist hair draped eyes long greasy chest hands on hip bones those marbles out and out again. And the next morning fingers dry up like an under-watered flower no hurries in sight. almost too much sun, dreams… and look out the window it’s August, people are insane wearing heavy winter coats on such a summer afternoon… moccasins on the window seat, walking around and dancing, like little animals just come out for springtime. lovingly named gold all over flying saucer, only have one memory all dressed like golden retriever sisters in bandanas. glancing suspiciously for familiars. coast is clear going hysterical, laughing, yelling out a gorgeous day fountain dressed up for christmas. wear a sweater and no jacket. smile at good fortune, at being lucky. be such a genius. asleep with visions of wild dogs running through the desert gigantic perfectly formed up again for the dance… the dance, fresh casually without hesitation. arrogant. the chinchilla… hazy… two candles lit… eyelids again and powerful! subtle & over with but continual and hot so many minor obsessions introspective and celebratory and meditative