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you say that i am beautiful for having been broken for the little light that filters through like a world being created am i only me to you when i am creating destruction * you can do all you can do and still it will not be enough for even the most delightful dream … Continue reading
how great you are in your ability to forget how great you are in your breathless self-destruction where your face reddens against a blush private like purses or perhaps like your words before that move towards me in their complete stutters and awesome pauses where you close as a bandage protecting your broken breaking self … Continue reading
love, broken but hearty hoping for fill * i am not devastated for i feel as though i can still grab your hand though the lack of it feeling i has led to devastation of what i am not * how is it that that which gave the world warmth doesn’t burn it all down … Continue reading
all i wanted was all of it all i ever needed was everything and all i got was to be forgotten * we consume until our innards come out to bare with us as we sift through garbage of a city coating us with ideas of greatness and sky though we only touch … Continue reading
give me a chance world to join you in giving others the same give me a chance to wonder whether i’ll manage to get old and what i’ll do when there is nothing to do but get older give me a chance to feel the mediocre conversation rolling through my kitchen that is … Continue reading
even after the most beautiful moment there is still the ugliness of everyday to tackle and the night that suffocates the open wound of the sun in bloody vengeance with more wars on the horizon * slurping joy drunk at 11 alright gods my ass on the rail once more kneeling with wretchedness and myself … Continue reading
Friend, Do you think of me? Do you think about the bits of shredded pieces we spent together, the time colliding into short snippets of nothing to nothing, of everything to everything else? Do you think of that bar? That club? My room? Do you think about not thinking, how sometimes in the thick of … Continue reading
there is a space between where i wish to be where i was where i will be and where i wander currently and without the current every moment i am adjusting to the idea that this emptiness between those dots is not horrifying but the very point of them and that the still waters … Continue reading
i suppose i am looking for love that doesn’t look for love or suppositions * i have seen you only in poetry broken reread unhuman again * you will die in gas and gasps and gaps but before breathe back breath from all those who have exhausted and expired already and … Continue reading
i am ignorant of the future but i am arrogant enough to plan for buts * you remind me of armageddon armed again army ends * i have nothing to show for after 24 years except for me which took a lifetime to see * i am sure i will join the dead unwilling disjointed … Continue reading
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