[Poems]

[Whoa]

>be god ...

To be a snake ...

Slick plastic bombastic fantastic gotta have it ...

Benefit of the Meta-Doubt
The Novelty of the Unintended
Compulsory Love
Not Usually
Very Often ...

I'm Galactic Prime, number-ornate ...

They sigh while sitting down, the weight of all the lives we lead ...

Our species is a young one and the future's worth investing ...

Joints they creak reminding ...

Who are we gathered standing here ...

Everything familiar to this one isn’t now ...