Then a Black Cloud Forms From Our Mind Disease




As the week went on, I started to see the drawings fitting together, and the writing starting to rhyme. So I think I like them in the order monday, tuesday, saturday, sunday, friday, wednesday, thursday; or:


How We Tried to Live Like the Animals

Together our bodies conjugate sacred mysteries

And we end up carrying someone else’s heart home

Then a black cloud forms from our mind disease…

And  a lonely tree listens to the wind’s poem

But we were all born good…

So we squeezed out the last sweet drops while we could


Maybe I will make them into a little book some day.

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