our violent men are more peaceful than your violent men
i haven't been writing. the words in me tangled and unworthy. speaking in computer tongued type. lol ttyl, and this and that and i dunno man like whatever. gtg.
my words are unworthy now i am unworthy. because what else do i have? what else other than those red ribbon half-formed beauties, dribbled and scribbled, coming from my gut. up and out my throat, past my teeth, on edge. like your laugh.
i could always tell when it came from somewhere deeper, violent and shaking and glorious.
i need to spew up some worthy words.
my words are unworthy now i am unworthy. because what else do i have? what else other than those red ribbon half-formed beauties, dribbled and scribbled, coming from my gut. up and out my throat, past my teeth, on edge. like your laugh.
i could always tell when it came from somewhere deeper, violent and shaking and glorious.
i need to spew up some worthy words.