JUN 15th 4:26PM: 
The window open the candle on the 
Floor board, continued to fire continued to draw 
And lost my place. My place, never ran out
Of bullets. Even when I lost my key. A drought.
A river a holder a sandal clear. 
Did you send an e-mail, before you heard,
Did you check, see, if the sharp waving cur-
tains were naturalistic, or not, here
The salmon color. The clock literally flat. 
I cross my legs, they melt, turn in to slack. 
My favorite song is getting straight--is wind--
Is a stolen valor baseball cap.
Buy me something like a video game
Buy me stiletto heels, buy me the rain.