who are you?
just about all of us came out of a uterus
or something uterus-like
out of slime we shine
crying, pink,
who are they?
if you added up all the thoughts in your mind
that you've ever had
and added up all
why do we cry?
look at me a sad sop crying in my chair asking you to come hold me
but i'm
dream cycle
there's so much to do all the time
thoughts to think
and people to try to be
it&
walking and missing much
the bike path snakes along
sand blows across it
music
I imagine
being at home in New York
wearing sunglasses
ghost brain
are we ever really here
or are we brains
and minds
experience pleasure and pain
until we do
are we
what a strange journey we take
starting life with dreams
dreams that we later realize were goals
goals that we later realize were dreams
standing by
recording a walk through Venice
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why am I single
I think I started life assuming I wanted to be with someone
but not knowing how
over time I kept
what if it does matter
it's easy to step back and look at the x-axis
and peer down it far into the distance