could be better. nothing’s better. who is better? must be you.

i complain, but i’m ok. i love many things.

i love time. i love now. the past and future too.

i love clocks that do not tick. skies that are not blue.

i love sleeping, and sedation. vivid dreams . . .masturbation.

i love things i love alot. i love something i love not.

i love cars that do not stop.

i love laughing, good or bad. i love happy. i love sad.

i love games i play for pain, and i’d love to hurt you.

i love pleasing. i love teasing. i love hating too.

i love wanting, and wanted, and having then gone.

i love taunting then haunted. i love being wrong.

i love waiting, and the shame. i love excaping, and the blame.

i love not being the same.

i love your face. i love my space.

i love greed, low self-esteem.

pretty things, i’d love to bleed.

i love things that do not eat.

i write things i do not read.