Dr. Then Lends Headphones

and i don’t know much about my teeth, i just chew with them
and they grow to fall and cost money and life, being bitten

just some things that come to mind waking up with me

just when i thought it was dry

it’s most easily understood between feeling pleasure and meaning

i imagine must have been them some strange men

on a road to higher rock

out of the pane glass window to the street lamp
downstairs and the other room from the body
meant to be bent out of reaction
go the humans to each other
having to maneuver henges and tug an article and the issues of it
challenges in the privileged to the audience
a lonesome mammal reprise
teethmarks on a fellows hands
and who are they to me
besides reflection and experience
traveling as often as matches are struck
by opposing postures, all starting somewhere
i don’t know where they end or if they’re going to be alright
where the evenings and sentences end early
out of open eggshells
what has come with me from the bedroom
dying in the chapter to a “haha” voila, a list of venue
and enjoying the views of the complex
from edges apparently new to us all
getting lost in the search bar
and meeting back up together
in cities and numerous multible states
and flexible sets of letters exposed and delicate
ever thinking we’d flick the same lighter
in absence of precise composure, punctuation
out there in all of that wild weather
not knowing why in the world, the lengths
falling asleep and right into waking up

it’s like these hip movements are an important part of life

just getting home from school in around the same frame of clock
a mundane circle again
and what’s up with y’all?
meanwhile with language elevating in moving-stairset-style

i can only for so long.. crack codes behind blackened eye
or expect of course.. their best dressed and likeness
greeting with old recipes, shucked dandy to a crisp

then, in someone else’s person and temple, there’s a floating about
where sentences are began before anything has at all been strategized
between our mouthes and brains, to be stated
and therefore remains under someone’s house
with my now old enough fingerprints..
not yet..

at nineteen, i figure we’re just kids
or she’s a goddess, and i’m a pebble..
in which, i’ve found a planet
and then, at nineteen again and some change
we’re neither particles or gods

you strike me as a pretty smart lady

i hope you don’t think there’s anything wrong with me

which can later lend to remind, how we’re constantly clothed
at a bare open to new concepts of comfortable

theoretically less likely as a child
to be at as large of a risk of contracting a disease
in certain parts of the united states
in an act of an imaginative venture of a blood sibling ceremony
but wait.. didn’t that come to watch me on the television once?
which could be exactly why i haven’t gotten through these layered circles

some of it’s about looking alright and
who you are inside

wearing an orange heart on your hip
or if you ever get your sweaters back
on ledges, still opening gaps in fingers for a peek
inside from conditions no worse than stomachs
banging loud in other rooms, calling within you to react
whom, i haven’t specified.. yet

on the first date
and in conclusion
what this will mean to me, later
still doing fine
to be drawn from me

and yet..

Dr. Then Lends Headphones


Joined September 2010

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a redbubble translation
of somewhat of a paper poetry collage

it could’ve been ordered differently, but i didn’t really want the last part of it to be the part about blood siblings.. oh, and dr. then!

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