Even though Alle is most likely not
wearing a wool hat and winter boots
and navigating slushy streets on her
dark way home I can contain my envy
enough to remember with love a little
show in a small cafe and a much
smaller skirt about a year ago that filled
me with joy and an illegal beer. And I
say, if the sun is becoming too much
and you have grown bored with soulless
heat, Russia with her 9:30 sunrise and
3:30 sunset are awaiting you with open
arms.
oh alle my brother.
how long we have been apart.
if you sway the course of your airplane,
you could eat bread and bask in nakie
sunshine. in my apartment. above a
stripclub.
somewhere in wyoming i says alle! would
you rather have a pale of pebbles or a
pale of sticks? my! pebbles! she says
with unbridled fervor. how could i not
love alle who can understand the
stressful possibility of a pale full of
sticks? what would you do with a pale
full of sticks?
The shelter is not the same without Alle. The
Stoods are not the same wihout Alle. Grass,
Joan, laughing, planning and drawing are
not the same without Alle. An early morning
sighting is not enough, neither is staring at
her name on an abandoned check. That is
why soon you will be under my total
supervision.
or a puddle of cream? (this puddle is on
the floor)
wearing a wool hat and winter boots
and navigating slushy streets on her
dark way home I can contain my envy
enough to remember with love a little
show in a small cafe and a much
smaller skirt about a year ago that filled
me with joy and an illegal beer. And I
say, if the sun is becoming too much
and you have grown bored with soulless
heat, Russia with her 9:30 sunrise and
3:30 sunset are awaiting you with open
arms.
how long we have been apart.
if you sway the course of your airplane,
you could eat bread and bask in nakie
sunshine. in my apartment. above a
stripclub.
you rather have a pale of pebbles or a
pale of sticks? my! pebbles! she says
with unbridled fervor. how could i not
love alle who can understand the
stressful possibility of a pale full of
sticks? what would you do with a pale
full of sticks?
Bilinda Butcher to my Kevin Shields.
Stoods are not the same wihout Alle. Grass,
Joan, laughing, planning and drawing are
not the same without Alle. An early morning
sighting is not enough, neither is staring at
her name on an abandoned check. That is
why soon you will be under my total
supervision.
released its DEATH GRIP ON ALLE'S SOUL,
i occasionally see her at home, and am
thus filled with joy.
have a threesome with her and Julian
in the dark room next year.