I embraced a cloud but when I soared it rained.

oh god it’s wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much

I take this for myself, and you take up the thread of my life between your teeth, tin thread and tarnished with abuse, you shall still hear as long as the beast in me maintains its taciturn power to close my lids in tears, and my loins move yet in the ennobling pursuit of all the worlds you have left me alone in, and would be the dolorous distraction from, while you summon your army of anguishes which is a million hooting blood vessels on the eyes and in the ears at that instant before death.

There should be so much more, not of orange, of words, of how terrible orange is and life.

And always embrace things, people earth sky stars, as I do, freely and with the appropriate sense of space.

I have been to lots of parties and acted perfectly disgraceful but I never actually collapsed oh Lana Turner we love you get up

Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!