Let Us Calibrate to Celibrate

The rooftops crumble because you are full of destruction. 

Lions make fluffy pets to someone as scary as you. 

You swallow lollipops whole. 

And when you cry, your don't really cry at all because you are tough. 

No tears will drown you in sorrows. Let the weeping willows cry for you. 

Quote

"Cut a chrysalis open, and you will find a rotting caterpillar. What you will never find is that mythical creature, half caterpillar, half butterfly, a fit emblem of the human soul, for those whose cast of mind leads them to seek such emblems. No, the process of transformation consists almost entirely of decay." 

— Pat Barker, Regeneration

D'accord.

Si ton coeur est l'or, cette foi en vrai amour aurai toujours suis feu.

If your heart is gold, this faith in true love shall always have fire.

D'accord, l'arbre lourder fueille de fleurs aurais sont ont glace.

Okay, the trees heavy petal flowers would have had ice.

J'ai veu la triste oeuf et c'est trés triste.
J'ai veu triste l'oeuf. C'est trés triste.
J'ai vu l'oeuf triste et c'est une vivre.
Les jolie chanson est bête quand les gens chanté avec le moche mouche

What Happened

to chasing after perfection?
Were you, Ama, ever perfect at all?
Do not bother to answer those questions,
for those are unfair to ask in the first place.
However, please do explain what you plan to do
with your mind.
It is interesting to see what a girl you have become
when all that seems to happen now
is that you drag your feet as if you
developed roots that twist into the ground.
It is one thing to love trees,
but you cannot become one by no means.
That winter sun only shines very rarely
and you blame the clouds for your somber mood.
Obtain a positive star constellation
because night is the best time for living.
Travel to each star and accomplish a task there.
Don't let yourself float down to earth
once you believe you can fly
instead of this sedentary lifestyle you live in currently.

Messing around with memorized french words

La lune dansé avec  la maquette. Le soleil effacé le poir pour une chapitre deux. Dans le loin les toiles sur les tableaux huile chanson fueile. étoiles. toile. bandes. toiles d'araignée. toiles d'araignée français. Les fenêtres été décor avec toiles d'araignée. Mon dieu, par terre est j'aime le mur de vivre. Vivre vie pour les gens n'est pas jolie. L'amour est pas faux parce que la belle fille aurais mort. Je besoin l'amour. C'est ne amour pas. Je n'aurais pas amour  un homme jusque si practique geurre est amusant. N'oublier pas cette l'amour. 


Cache ta joie! Lourdeur. Pipeau. Ne pas manquer d'air.  Rater son suicide . J'ai raté toi. Je rater toi. Je aurais aime t'embrasser, mais toi est trop loin et je besoin votre amour. Qu'est-ce qu c'est? Toujours garder mon coeur parce que c'est triste. Un mot d'amour. Amoureux dans le noir et sont vrai tout.

Rotation

When nothing erupts in my mind because the words I do not speak shape out much of what should be felt. I left something next to your bed by accident just so I could travel back enough in one year to see you again. I do not care about the objects. I love the soul depicted here. Your heart is like a metronome. I see my eyes in reflection of the mirror as a sky. I would dive off the highest tree into your arms so lets never fly solo when we can see the world together through a telescope I welded myself from scraps of metal. Abandoned buildings became a sanctuary to us as we wandered afar from home. We gathered moss to create a bed and strewn leaves to form a net of caresses natural and motherly. Like a womb, we hoarded our delicate subtleties till sunlight illuminated the tops of our eyelashes. I gathered your nothingness into my somethingness to make it crafty and destroyed the devastation of what is to come. Wouldn't you say our love was equal and friendship was a trust to be unbroken through bonds? Addiction to the same puzzle nuzzled our noses and fretted for sleep. Dreams drove and left us with these. These are our hands to create a makeshift masterpiece. Dance in course of fleeting moths. We are dusty and fooled to be in love. It is trickery in reality, is a killer to the cause of nobility. So therefore it is proper to hate simultaneously to love as all black to white ratios need balance and support. You have my back and I have yours. Ccomrodory is important to survive in double lands multiplying too fast.

Dots Cover a Blank Screen to Make it Dark

Gruesome indispensable closed up fray the time of day breaks as they

call out the last one to hate on shay try a billion squabblers to trust may.

Months reel by barking hay giving shouts and screams to feel for fame

intuitively troubled depending upon schemes rhythmic dottings determine

hankering shallow men pressing on me galloping my rights away.

Enslaved in surreal shadows of a place unknown as they swallow my life

transferring my noise into energy and pain unbearable to legs shattering in weakness.

Do they know what they are doing to the youth?

Does the contemporary society feel any worth?

Can our voices work?

Important delays take shaking fears elaborating them to many ears. I wish I could not hear

my sisters depression of so many false claims determine their weight. 

Nights haunt the bodies that move so slow even though one would think

our numbers could bless a heaven in gold. We thought work was 

finished and I scrabbled to come ashore yet no relief was belayed 

and sharks poured into our shame.

Television was my perfect vision, but it was stolen by so many other eyes.

The images all portrayed us being splayed.

Commercials pictured us being paid.