I want to scream at you

But even standing at my shoulder length

My eye at your chest.

You'd be a million miles away

Look what I make of you.

I have no mistakes left and still

The fate of it is that,

You have my gratitude, your gracious

And yet they eat away

At all the things I have

And maybe there'll be more of me

For now the morbid days are just as caving in as

Any other making that we make of it

Don't thank me,

Just outrank them.

Banking on your every moment

Effervescent, tragic endings

Waiting on your every scent and center

Don't disintegrate just yet

And now we enter impact

Stand for circumstances

Do work faster

Horror horror

Do you know the motive of her

Former engines?

Motive, motive

Steer the plot or rear the message m

Fritter fritter

Audiences get disinterested

So effing quickly.

Would you mild or would you mold

Or would you wake to fold the eggs into the bacon,

Bread, and then tomato—

Would you fear her message?

Would you quick forget you're on her planet?

Surely safe to know

But know but knots

And no but not again

You bought it with your faux and auctions

Hallmark cards

And feathers fauxes

Don't you know

The faucet's only running water

Oh you're hard predictable

And chlorinated

Oh the poison

Dripping at your ways

And wilting at your guilt

The James

The reckon gestures

Reckon, Avery

Severed by the check

Or just the ever ending

Never get there

Message to a friend

To just keep going

When she ends it

It is just another death

You'll get on with it

In the end

Never friends.

Never.

Good I hate you

Could you maybe

Find me ugly?

That's your money in my

Every reaching corner

Every angling cent

And harsh presentations of

Skin that's aging and

Wages which haven't

Coverage to front the

Expenses,

Crash diets

Go broken

Ugly cause you're course

Everything fits

But still empty on the inside

I live in shredded

Shambles of service

But there's no gratitude

My breath is only your own

And this bread is my headache

I haven't a sermon

Or diamond

Or unworthy

Sex appeal

And really only

Ever off when

Only ever on

You're still demolishing the board

You're still diminishing the severs

Yet you neglected

Each and every

Crevice of this

Never ending friendship—

But did I ever mention there is a glass slipper

For each and every person ever

Just to wish one?

Did it ever occur to you

The circumstances you are under r

Live for it

Or get lost

There's really only porridge in her oven

If the gas or turning off or over

Don't turn over now

The resin's covered in the

Corvette.

Only cause I had to

Sense when is it

Blood sense.

Get laid

Don't flinch

Get paid

Gold finch

Get reckless

I call spirits north for dinner

South for lunch

And up for porridge at breakfast

I've passed on

I've been awake

You're mortal girl

The one you're on is

Really only such a small pond

That I should think

To cover up

With dirt.

Start over.

—and Skrillex is just in the corner the whole time playing video games.

Worst dream ever.

But why's Seth Meyer's mad at me?

I'm guessing he always was!

He's people are just like that

All conservative, conformed—

Again, it's not your fault

It's just uncomfortable!

Again I only ever approached it wanting to know

If the l broach l fits

But even Lucille Ball won't come if I call her—

Probably don't even got the right number

Code of arms

Or helm of awe, huh.

Fuck, man.

When's Tonight Show in hiatus

Need you off the island, off In Prague

And out my anus,

Don't remind me

I've been

Jamie Lee Curtis

Just recently enough

That I miss it.

Ugh.

I know,

I resent that.

Find a line to draw

Or fly a kite past

I'm past my reckoning

Just for tonight,

The suffering ends

Surely not enough to past the time

Before my electrolytes fly in

But tonight

Just tonight

I want to dine in my mind

Or die alone

Without trying to find the light—

The neighbor simply seems to follow it.

(At least I got her ought to not slam the door now,

Police interventions,

There really are cause for those.)

What is a warfare!

Buy me a checkmark!

My question mark seems to go off a lot

All for it

God,

You're remarkable

I gift a heart or though

I out all my crystals in the Rockerfeller plaza

But still held on to an amethyst for Dillon Francis?

There those eyes are again;

I hate to hurt you North;

But I'm no mother board

Or mother ship

Or Mother Earth

Broke my focus long enough to call you up,

But sure, I'm just short of even past conscious.

Nothing's safe for us, you know.

One one to call;

No code of conduct–

No safety in numbers, or color guard

No home, and no love in our times

For our kind–

We're all here now

And the wrong time

Is all time.

{Enter The Multiverse}

Do you see me?

I don't not see you.

Well.

Well.

I thought there'd be more having to say.

There's nothing to say.

Not nothing…

Nothing.

Huh.

—unless you say it.

I've nothing to say.

Then say nothing.

The frog croaks,

The oak leafs,

The custard leaves its corridors

The hark leaps

The oath melts,

The sworn have sworn

To never mark.

To no remose,

To no remark;

The carrier, and carry her—

The fierce need,

For Vegabonds,

For every caper read

Amen.

All is spoken;

And all in thought also in words

All is listened

And all has heard not in her form

Stiff.

You're horrified.

You're horrifying.

Sure, but—

Brother—

Broken—

Nothing that I've never heard before

Capable.

Half-friend.

Northerner.

Cape cod.

Hamptons.

Fair straights.

Ancient.

Sacred.

R I T U A L S

LEGENDS:

R I T U A L S

OH GOD.

No! NO! NO!

It just keeps going!

Thank you! Thank God. I thought it was over.

You were invoked.

I was implicated.

Fun fact:

Here's the thing.

You were murdered.

Ah, gains.

Why the fuck do I never get to just choose when this happens?

Cause you don't.

This isn't fair! I watch 2 segments of—

STEPHEN COLBERT enters.

*shattered.

Shithead.

STEPHEN COLBERT enters shattered.

—I was shattered when I heard about it.

What's that?

Never you mind.

I didn't— I just— asked.

He finds his way to the round table in the center of the dark room. He seems twisted; it's as if he's been blindsided.

Capable.

And still there's nowhere

In here

The city we share

I can go

To make the sound

Eager to leave my soul

As how

I know you.

Awkward!

Just wait.

You've been betrayed!

I— know that already.

Is this your card?

{Enter The Multiverse}

GET OFF THE TRAIN.

—

Lil bitz

Fool. Why every time I see you, you look guilty.

Why.

You never look innocent at all.

If something went down — I know it was you.

Hide a lie;

Can't hide a lie

Can't tell a tell

Can't roll the ball

Can't bowl the strike

Can't run at all

Can't fool the hare

Can't skin the cat

Can't dance a bit

Don't row the boat

Can't play the role

Don't know the tune

Can't trim the tree

Can't hold the bowl

Can't kill the fowl

Don't tell the tale.

Hide a lie.

Run a mile

Taste the bile

Fill the basket

Now you're moron

Now you're mortal

That's immoral

Jimmy Fallon

—that's a turtle.