Liz Homola:
crush.
Liz Homola:
it was simple before.
Liz Homola:
coyote.
Liz Homola:
hiding from the structured pain that flows through my veins gets me no where.
Liz Homola:
break this.
Liz Homola:
again.
Liz Homola:
second.
Liz Homola:
i can handle what ive dealt with and i can deal with what i've handled.
Liz Homola:
still.
Liz Homola:
action/reaction.
Liz Homola:
moments like this never last.
Liz Homola:
alter.
Liz Homola:
another cross in the wires i've fenced around myself.
Liz Homola:
made up of memories.
Liz Homola:
bird.
Liz Homola:
everything over again/.
Liz Homola:
sunken words. (let me speak)
Liz Homola:
i'll never forget but it'll fade like i have.
Liz Homola:
goodbye.
Liz Homola:
nobody has gained or accomplished anything.
Liz Homola:
to whom shall i forget my will to survive and give this pleasure of rejoice to?
Liz Homola:
new lines of potential. complexity beyond complexity, accident on accident..
Liz Homola:
not sure what to make of anything.
Liz Homola:
babeh.
Liz Homola:
lil kit.
Liz Homola:
such a pure feeling.
Liz Homola:
goodbye goodbye.
Liz Homola:
infinite.
