Misandry

once my reasoning but,
There is no more time to waste fumbling with reasons.
Don't bother. It's all been schooled before.







"I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me
The same way I think of you."
[We are still innocent.]
Like New England lights and the love of a grungy city warmth,
and save the wonders about the waves on Sunny California-- (until they're gone)




Sometimes there is a fear that life will

suddenly stop.


Maybe not for you:
But I walk on the disassembling bridge between two great mountains that rise above a sea,
a canyon and a precipice,

Because in reality
statistically
90% of it
isn't real.









And no matter
a. when
b. whether it's right or wrong
c. with whom
"it will always feel special."