“What a personal story!” I’m not writing this race What a story

Where did you come from?

 

 

I was always here.  I never arrived or I have ariven incessantly, I mean, intermittently,

whatever.

You get it.  Deep down somewhere you’ve been here too.  I know, I know,

Fanny’s being all GRANDIOSE again- I get it.

 

Do you?  Pour me another cup of tea & we’ll talk….. What is

say…

    What is the shape of your body?

 

 

 

 

My∞×↑®  I don’t have a shape.  True, I take

on   different shapes             one day this      -another

boom! Jaguar.  Watch out–    “®­È° it’s a jaybird! the me

 

you see    is only a projection of me

flut flut “®­È° flut  I move

 

My consistent body–

the one you see is only a projection of me

that I like.

 

Boom.

 

That, I like.

 

 

Bo y∞×↑®  I om.F=or now

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well… then who was responsible for the death of your mother?

 

Whoa whoa whoa.  🙂

I don’t have a mother.  What mother? You

Have to be specific.  E\artjh?   The drunk one? htThe

one who picked me up? They found me in

the dirt     eating dirt   it was funny.

We’ll take that one please, yes, ring her up.

When that one read my diary–

clipshe suffered.           be∫∫∫∫ okay. bty79a8tlhellohello.

 

not the parts u think

None of that poem was about you.
Some of that poem was about you.
A piece of that poem was about you.
All of my poems are about you

 

 

guncap

 

Where do I go to lose you
Life is a poem I lost you why do

you cry I
find
you