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Teenage poems by Theo ThimoTRANSCRIPT
HETEROS A NF R A NC I S C OT H E OT H I m O
HETERO SAN FRANCISCO
TEENAGE POEMS BYTHEO THIMO
i begin by loving u
i begin by loving uthis girli beat delicately the shit out of herlet me squeeze uaww yissss
scary things we want
awhmy stupid middle school crushmy cold hand on ui touch my own hand and it is coldi had these feelings for u all alongcrazy wow
ahhhhh
ur face.. gosh!
feeling vulnerable, i decide to like u like how i wud like to
feeling vulnerable, i decide to like u like how i wud like to
whiskey love
whiskey love, i love ukisses me heheheeat with me jewjews like children eat jewjewswarheads (the candy i love u w/)do these poppers with me feverishly write me this my mistress,these teenangst poemssugaring me rushingly dumb losers
senselessness, and explosions over a mound in mississippi
sssss[the sound planet earth makes]ssssslike a bitch, this great firefly leaves
excuse me
idiothave u died today?pls, live comfortably our wildernessfree us, this animal-thingi bark as a dingo barks*ruff*
boston
beautiful ahhhhhu, this dumbass
cut down this tree and spill myself into these harbors
this hopelessness loseri lose u in back streetsdrink this liquor, my lovely chinatownon this endingly june day..i touch ugoodbye
i don’t care about poetry after all
will u kiss me wickedhold me underwater witchit is rain when water falls the skywill u loosen ur lips round mine idioti crust my heart into another heartit is funny how my heart doesn’t mind
who is old and in lovetreat me like i am a year younger than tenteach me to be dumb againlet ur lips be lips dearthey r finely lips to be my idiot
crash my feelings, and explosions in the sky
sssss[the sound a teenage poet makes]sssssthis high school football field honeyrumors r david byrne crushes on u quietlywear ur sunglasses closely to ur facequiet and in love wowhow classic of us to be
hit me, that guitar (billie holiday)
be cool my magazinessmoke pot, this bag of weed
wear this hathit me, that guitar
look around me, thesedusky woods, be my dog
underwhelmed wedont give a fuck
shake down (fuck yeah)
meow kisses between our kissesi hardly control these punchessuck my tongue like i suck ur tongue
get outsqueeze between these fingers nowdoubt me this fever tenderlywhile it is like u i cry aloneshake me downbeat this shit out of me
i regret the notes as i write them..sadly i cry lonelylet me be while u are agonei like to cry like that always
;(
i stop to think of uit is roomly to think of ui stop thinking of others to think of uwrite indirectly these dumb lines to meif we feel dumb alone @3am okaren’t u a lil thingu, my extra chicken nuggetu, my lil bedrink me my whine like winos love whine
alone, i wish things long delicate things i wishlonesome me cries foghornswill u do w me (this world does w me)
to be one day broken hearted& everyone loves it
drink me my love like whine loves lovethis thing is a finely thingit is finely nicenow i am ok
these golden gates, us so hopelessly in love (wow)
learn with me swimming these cold underwatersi swim w/o u these sad underbelly cavesimagine thismy convienantly disguised tearly watery eyes
these foggy eyes croak loud death calmlyso many atimes i cryi hold my hands with my handsmy insides r with my insidessuspending this heart with my hearttrusting me, i am dying happily
dilapidated me (ur gone)
kisses me-- ur goneas daffodils do us slumberlesslyi cry sleepily, shithead
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Theo Thimo is aneighteen year old poet.
He has never beento San Francisco.
HETERO SAN FRANCISCO