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I don’t know much and I know even less than that on days where the sun doesn’t set and instead keeps strong like a single celled organism that is devouring the sky, but I think that love is just a lie people tell people whom they trust
People want proof of the end of the world so look in a mirror today and then again tomorrow * The Armageddon won’t be so bad as long as I’m in your arms again and you are in mine and we forget that we have ended before and it was worse than this * I … Continue reading
I can no longer feel emotions, which is pretty sad but I don’t mind because I can no longer feel emotions and that makes me pretty happy too * I settled for the quiet of a relationship instead of the loud orgasms of others and their friends, though I suppose I still do that stuff with my … Continue reading
That’s it, you got it; that’s it we’re through being through, you got it, there’s no more no more, you got it, nothing’s left for we left nothing, you got it, except for the fact that you got it for you do, you got it, but now you don’t for I got it and it’s … Continue reading
Will I ever have you all like you have me now, then, whenever: as I was as I will be as I imagine and don’t and as you think I am until I am not for you have thought me some way and you know how much I don’t like it when you’re right * … Continue reading
I’ve sometimes marveled how there are so many people that don’t know my name because I wrote that pretty great poem that included them in a swell of all but I suppose I didn’t know their name either or the poems they wrote * I made lunch for two but you are no longer here … Continue reading
There is an unnamed grave close to where I work in an office doing that and this that has my name on it * The last thing she wanted was me and the last thing I wanted was her * Write, write, write and when it’s gone see where it goes where it’s going and … Continue reading
I’m at the Venus de Milo though I could be anywhere with eyes fixed to the girls around who make a good name for design and creation and who see me seeing them so maybe later after we talk about art and I finangle fact after fact and I tell them about the smooth back … Continue reading
No stories end happily ever after; they all go on to an unexpected, depraved, wiggling end * The stars are jealous of our light that can wake the mosquitoes who wake the spiders with a buzz and our flesh forming a larger mass of toes entwined and mouths entangled so more mosquitoes migrate to us … Continue reading
Looking at where I used to live, I’m reminded of the fact that I’m dead and new moving along like sheered sheep fur in a suit that doesn’t fit like it used to and hair slicked and proper and eyes faded, hungry, looking at where I used to live but not seeing much life. * … Continue reading
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