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those who get seven hours daily of shut eye have never known real sleep to be awake for 56 hours to sludge through crackling daylight then to plummet into the night a comet of leaving sleeping forever maybe those who drink the recommended 6-8 cups of water have never satisfied thirst never sat uneasy … Continue reading
dude was 20 and i was sucking his dick that resembled an 8 year old’s though i suppose growth hormones had did a number on those members since then him moaning how do you like it when i rise in your mouth like when i was 6 waking before the sun’s pitchforks of light to … Continue reading
i sometimes sit reading great poetry thinking what the fuck is this and i theorize quite poetically that everyone must’ve just got together one day probably a saturday because those are universally conceived as glorious and at a picnic with long sandwiches that could connect europe to america though there was a bit too much … Continue reading
i am at the bar where jack kerouac was supposed to frequent trying to keep the dead man alive but i am beat a bit constipated with no toilet paper to wipe away the myth of what i ate on the road and it is raining outside leaving me dry and bamboozled against the flowing … Continue reading
the war was won though i was still on the steps twenty years later barely beyond the bottom floor where a man was shot in the head by the earlier applause of progress he could not hear due to a bubbling mind that roared explosions at such a fury that it was shared with the … Continue reading
he said that inside us is what is the stuff that bursts stars and bakes cakes that sees you unloved and so deeply stuck in it that fuels by being fueled by being and that which isn’t and doesn’t like those few moments of attention the permeable exaggeration of isolation where there is nothing else … Continue reading
now that the light has broken i hope they see the sun sitting on the horizon of your eyes that they hold the tulips at your lips craving to kiss the sky that they see you as nothing less than the oceans once connected but growing still chipping away at the land never settling never … Continue reading
i want to be yours only after i am mine * you’ll need something to take off the edge and when it goes with drugs with drinks with draining you will remain for that is all something is about anyways you and you and you drugged drunk drained needing more you to feel like you … Continue reading
i lose my hat on the subway shuffling around midstep like a wounded dog trailing his master already ahead in a deep forest when a woman taps me before i race up to the heavens of the forgetful dead hands me my hat with a calm face a solo silence and i imagine this singular … Continue reading
oh it is you i know you you the person who always goes a bit too far who drinks a little too much even if no one else around is as good spirited you the woman who has spent a lifetime being a man not a very good one flaccid at best but … Continue reading
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