not a sad person, just a sad one. he
sits in parks & does not enjoy himse
lf. he does not know how to enjoy hi
mself. he remembers people are dead.
he remembers that people are dead &
that he is not. these are not virtu
es, listed. there is some mode of v
iolence in his sleeplessness. in hi
s hairline. oh brother, stop talking.
to whoever was beaten, defamed. those
hands, oh they are big! to whoever wa
s beaten, defamed, offer them only
the blue fire of their dormant tomorrows.
he lives in British Columbia w/ his pa
rtner & four horses. he boyfriend live
in British Columbia w/ four horses. there
is no blame. there is no relative blame.
if there is blame, it is apportioned w/i
n the context of a private dialect share
d w/ four horses in British rural Columbia.
if there is relative blame, it is sub
limated [Freudy Beudy!!] in the name
of instituting half-of-an-earth. British
Columbia is not in itself an horse. four
of them. uh-oh. symbol. these things are now co
mmodity. a commodity is a Thing. get so
me money in your fuckboy hat, wear your
hat kinto fuckboy w/ your money on. where?