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by SIMON
why is daddy scared?
why is a policeman here?
YOU… WANT… ME… TO… SLEEP…
I… NEED… BABY… TO… SLEEP…
why aren’t you answering daddy?
why is the policeman gone?
why did you move me?
i can see daddy
but now i’m not safe!
why is daddy behind the door?
She is afraid of the globe
But the globe is afraid of her
And she hasn’t a companion to answer her riddle
as she sheds tears upstream over sovereignty and reality
Childhood trauma
Mother
Death has a smell
Like ungodliness filled my tent
Simon so slimy
Pale
Blue
Frozen here with me forever
Rising always leaving never
Photograph I love you so
Rotten pee and fuck sweat woe
White
Now I really have a lover
I am never lonely never
Side by side in a sticker book
Somewhere I forever look
Baby pig
Concept and characters: Paul
Drawing: blisschild1@dA
big plane crashed
head fell off my neck
Sky got big
dark came with the wreck
Bored is gay for lonely
Lonely love is heavy
It has to be
Lonely love is heavy
Bored is bored of lonely
It has to be
Lonely sleep is restful
Bored is kut by lonely
It has to be
*krakr-jaks modified May 2021
The Cracker Jack box in 1977-78 was my prize when I was crying. I remember the Cracker Jack boxes well. It was very exciting because we would not normally be spoiled with a treasure box like that every day.
I remember my friend, and I remember the carpet. She was a natural leader and I was a natural follower. I was always safe when I was with her.
The original art maintains its meaning to me, and I also find meaning in having ways to express things that would be difficult with words.
In keeping with my recent discoveries in the pilgrimage, I realize I can communicate this one, for example, with more discretion, so I censored this.
