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a good poet try but you better be the better you instead of talking about politics love loss oppression insecurity refugees brutality unforgiving wait, await listen wind up dance a little for both meanings are true here: nothing lasts no matter how badly i tried to go to the place where things are forgot to … Continue reading
after all the good i have done for you we are done for good for the good after you * It meant nothing at all which i am sure was true for i see it now in front of me nothing nowhere with no one stretching incomprehensibly like a flower that isn’t trying to absorb … Continue reading
fear the human who doesn’t want a job fear the mother who doesn’t have children fear the money that has no end fear the need to fear fear the the millions of people who do not fear but live for the money or the children or job which they start describing as what they do … Continue reading
car tire breathing an empty language we don’t know we drive long hours to nowhere so that it takes me a lifetime to remember those little sandcastles we built for no other reason then they’d go away against the wind which is shared between heaven and hell carrying us even as it is against the … Continue reading
it is not sad because you moved on but because i didn’t from it was * don’t stop on a hill my grandfather used to say before we put him in one and stopped to try to remember all the sayings that climbed into us and what we were doing * we had history at … Continue reading
sometimes i am not enough kacper for kacper which is unfortunate for he is the only person i trust to know what is enough for a guy like me for there are days when i see him laying still and helpless like a star imploding away buckling pain outwards with stretched fingers to the ceiling … Continue reading
love gave me the worst love of my life and i suppose i still loved it best of all * there is no winning because the world requires relationships to go on but when they’ve gone the world dresses destruction in crumbles though it still turns easily not feeling the lost * he was forty … Continue reading
i’ve never been here before so i apologize that i sift like a snake who realized it didn’t have legs but could’ve and sometimes feels like it does with leftover limbs that lead me to a different now now that i am sure is great if i can just stop and hear what is being … Continue reading
it was quiet for a while he was silent for a while it was a long while while i was looking for something other way to say yes to no no no no no no no no but i suppose the quiet silence repeated itself unnecessarily until known * no one had seen him though … Continue reading
we tell the words of the dead who in our breath expire meanings that no longer matter but do to you who tries to remember memories before remembering but find nothing except for the thanks that is shared after a burning in a neighborhood where you say well at least i survived but did … Continue reading
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