i listened to 11 minutes of music this past year

did you learn what startles her

have you ever worried you influenced someone

how much to give in to the material

sort of yellow

why are you sticking up for what you did

pretty often i wish the text had never been made into an image

who'd rather not be touched

whose generous thoughts of you to trust

the culture of crossing a continent for a few days

would we never talk about the part the writer left out

its value has been separated from what it does in the world

who are the peers [without leaving anyone out] you got out of doing what you do

in a dialogue with such absence

about itself is such a dilemma

what that person took as a threat to self

did you go on with no imagined future

who needed to drop away

i am not flawlessly comfortable with everything i've done

the monster got closer to living his belief

the theory that will only ever come to me in a paragraph here or there

the frightening one who liked you

a desire for intense lines

watercolor accidents & practice

who you blame a little bit

the cat came into the room and watched me for a while

did any of these places begin as imagined

so many saying how to do it too

when you want life to have gone a certain way for someone else

not covering for the weakness in the script

trying to let this next phase come as a world i would not know of otherwise

who you allowed imagine you other than you are

does it mean you saw no sooner

who got a pretty shape out of the same laxness

sayable but not by me

enviously admiring who never fell for it

can you hear where the phrasing was done to a standard

is today a good day to no longer keep those

other than their trashy career moves

you probably are leaving someone alone who you should be leaving alone

as if you told me of you only to feel your absence

how much should be based on fun to talk with

uncertain at which part i failed and at which i refused

so many selves wandering around and i could still want the words to be of you by you

the blithe spirit who only shows up sometimes

a blurry photograph of a hard object

whose expression was beautiful and hard to follow

it is nice to have someone to tell [even about stuff that will not happen]

the teasing intro as a genre