how to read?

i asked you,
i asked you "how to"? "how do you do"?
i laughed and i forgot to forget to forget you
words end and Iris begets a pin "prick"
see the yellow cab.
see the brown cow.
see spot run.
feel spot run.
count the distance between spot a and be while figuring out the intricate nature of spot running. maybe spot run because rabbit run. or cat run. see spot and cat run. or maybe spot just run? maybe in spot's world there is only running and nothing to chase no incentive to run. maybe spot was made to run. maybe Dr. William S. Gray knows nothing about dogs.
or maybe a pretty little sentence. a dainty how to do. flowery words and lovely broads. the man presents a poem to two women, one slap one kiss. it's totally natural to be offended by lovers' pleas
sometimes, i am frightened rabbits chewing on tin foil. i am serious. how do i write, Gertrude?
today a love story tomorrow a misogynistic oppression. it can change just like that. i feel like if sat down and listened to the whispers of each passing book i would find the deeper underseated meaning underneath each and every line but who has the time to find out the intricacies of Charlotte's Web
sometimes a cigar is just a cigar and sometimes a book is Miss Universe.
sometimes my wit disappoints me.
deep truths and final thoughts. can a book only breathe when opened? can a book die when closed, suffocating on its weight and crying out for release i hate that
i hate that i forget
i hate that i forgot to love and sometimes, i speak out of place ( i am so sorry )
so does these thoughts.
shh,
quiet down,
harry potter doesn't have to be a social critique
dumbledore died , who cares, but that's beside the point...







twilight. no,
i felt the span and the glue holding the veins of the book together and the ink bled through the pages and into your fingers through the pores the bloodstream turned black but you know,
you really don't feel anything.
you just know when to look.
the difference between notes from underground and a hitchhiker's guide
i know you know.
how do I write? can you ape a reading like you can ape a writing? sometimes not a pretty picture painted by another hand.
flaw full.