seeing successes all bred of excesses
cram a new stool in your hole
fretting, obsessive, o’er Keds and their messes
seeking some kind of control
Tag: control
poem: sects and control
sects and control
but not once for myself
is there a hope for my skills?
don’t think I’ve ever once tried?
sitting and quiet alone on my hill
I won’t pay for those I won’t kill
poem: ignorant efforts
ignorant efforts
collect and collapse
control is rescinded
seek balance in sins
talk out our problems
in basic and expert
try not to get too caught up
sailing seas
great big shit, ship, sailing seas
racing hearts and weeping knees
loosened
mind control ain’t mine
can’t find control in time
rewind, command plus zed
go again, another round
