cut off in the tech age

i i i i i


gave you my keys and my phone
stranded with the tarot and a bottle

i don't care i'm
not worried i
think everything's gonna be


did a new spread
asked it to tell me about my life
with the planets representing

we are we are the most
narcissistic west. a mirror 
held up to a fractal


try a little faith a little fear less ness
let the paradox find your doorchime
broken. the tile job half finished
  prophecy mostly fulfilled


i can't fathom how you held 
to your delusions so long i 
kinda thought you were brilliant




gregorian chants,
 the psalter's swing
a tree ring path on a planed beam
when i was an ant.and you
the foot to end my misery.



i think sooner or later all the mystics
call to god as love or love as god
the question of semantics a verge
where the waterfall mists such ghosts as us.




yeh, the dro always takes me to church like god intended.




















now i'm even dropping the separators. i


think that's a stupid idea.











































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not everything needs to be written down
we found that out early but it seems a cycle
everyone has to learn. oh, you sent a nude shot
to your unknown internet friend? now he posts
your phone number on revengeporn and you
get calls with heavy breathing and no caller id.


well. um. duh. you just never know about ppl.

take you. i should have known you'd be way late
but no, i always have hopes you will reign it in
reasonably. and you don't. i'm a bit too knight of swords
  i think i told you, i would call you
on the bullshit. if only i could do it with diplomacy.


not my style i fear.

but the sun is out
venus is the queen of wands
this story doesn't have to end
disastrously

if you take a cross to your mouth
lie with paradox. reign  it in reasonably.
i mean sure, this could be so wrong
but it also could be exactly right.

i thought i heard a door, and i wish it was you
we could talk about the overhang
because really, that thing is quite frightening


























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 things i've been avoiding:

the her that always lurks the one i don't want
to drive you back to the one you met first.

the drunk driver

texting

the scythe in a surprising form
it would be paradoxical
to lose you as i believe i've found you.
they love that one.


more rational explanations:


you were lat e to everything
your dad needed you to do  those thousand things
you hung out at vera's my god woman
you were the one who wanted to stay home what did you do?


i talked to jacob about his future a bit
smoked some weed, washed some dishes
but i left the pot with the burnt porridge soaking
read some blogs. wrote , like a prayer
for god to read when i find me  again

:D