with forbidden nowhere to write about but cuddle cuddles the first rub and the second is the first typhoon summer when it hits but this is the deep sea and it shouldn’t have mattered

your cigarette is too small unable to roll and how I burn unprepared sunset is my name but I am anti-pastoral it’s beautiful yet lacks substance reeks like a commercial

coffee towards surface yeah nah the conversation is less divine unable to dive how about extinct species ghosts no longer dead but vomit, chills, and yellow

this nice cuddly lunch is treason I accept I am not normal but this imaginary fire you burn and burn even if you give me a map I’d still be lost everything I see is white is white is yellow is white

I can’t kiss your feet your leather even in private beneath clothes you’re absence you’re sea angels the rhythmic flapping of your wings transparent you also eat

and me? I’m too obscure tell me you say what is emergency this is such a nice cuddly lunch