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the woman of my dreams picking her nose in front of me tells me that romeo and juliet didn’t have shit on us for i have seen her unseen which included her shitting after a night where we came back together in bed to dream the same thoughts that will greet us in morning * … Continue reading
both poets and tightrope walkers take it one line at a time * new year drinking old stuff from the fridge that may be from the last time i drank to not remember the year before that * the clock has kissed a new cycle and she goes in for a second celebration while i … Continue reading
it is said that i am half a whole but also a whole half which leaves me wondering why i am filled with hopes and dreams of what i am not having * as you grow you learn that drinking is bad for you because it eats away at you and your comprehension of bad … Continue reading
without you there’d be only an absence of existence that would eat up space only you could feel and fill with you * there are two things to live by in life the first is to not live by anything the second is to question anything that labels itself the first the third is … Continue reading
love is the only word that has no meaning while still meaning all the other words said at once * i was asked to define love and i said it was the ability to not define anything and still understanding which left some confusion * love sees love by blinding all in binding hands held … Continue reading
all i need is you but all you need is i, which is not me but you and which leaves me as i and alone * childhood picture on the toilet top like a shit that won’t flush but floats there despite the inventions of adulthood and modern plumbing that gives hope for fresh air … Continue reading
look, you, look elsewhere for where else will you see new things besides in others who you have never met and who say how unique your eyes seem * give a hug to the apocalypse for it is lonely and devastated that so many people are leaving in the cracks its created * what lies … Continue reading
the problem in most problems is that everyone is looking for everyone else * i do not know which is worse a cemetery that is filled or one that is not that wastes away the land allotted to the living who will one day need the space and the light * i haven’t written anything … Continue reading
all are born bereaved stolen from what they know to what they don’t and still can’t because they have a job and an apartment to clean and friends to keep who don’t seem so worried with what was lost in their laughter and love and birthing that brings about the same bits of you in … Continue reading
snow drowning on itself when winter ends leads me to wonder how the floating pieces feel watching themselves sink into themselves very much like myself who does nothing more than blink at the day reflecting against the white slowly drowning too into the clarity of a puddle though i can’t swim * do more than … Continue reading
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