i wish i could believe
that they aren't for real
but i can't.

Dillo Fenderson

i forgot
to open my eyes
to the little things

Asuguo

spring
makes everything
special again

Dillo Fenderson

horses down
to a good second.
new first: loggers

Asuguo

feels like drowning
in a puddle after
swimming across the ocean

Asuguo

the same faces peeking
out of the same style clothes;
a massive crowd of them

Asuguo

beauty, in the age
of the cheap-bitch-look
disappearing into conformity

Asuguo

so far from "the beach";
stocking up on life supplies,
wishing to be back

Asuguo

humans:
if you can see them
they are too close

Dillo Fenderson

beginning each year
with refresh'd fear and loathing
of the human race

Dillo Fenderson