Tuesday, April 24, 2018

"one morning this sadness will fossilize"

in the dream i had last night my dad had bought a tan all terrain toyota open air truck vehicle as a gift to himself before he died and my brother drove it with him in the front and we were high on a hill overlooking some stunning water city that we drove down into and i was sobbing in the backseat sobbing at the prospect of him leaving me and i wanted him to see cuz i dont think i showed him enough how torn up i was cuz i didn't want him to think giving up was an option and i was wrong to think that tears were giving up but for a time it worked for a time we called him iron mike even though he was actually just a gentle sadist

Friday, April 20, 2018

the walkstreets

I dunno

What do you mean you dunno

I thought about my old landlord fred and his jealous boyfriend. those two men living in a venice bungalow with their dogs and that one who died, toast.

The dead dogs name was Toast.

Sayrogate

Thursday, April 19, 2018