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it starts by not starting just a build up of little things like the atoms that create the universe but didn’t give you the sight to see that corner there or the words to say you can’t stay and really need to go or mistaking a tv for a window and the summer sun as the … Continue reading
the gods are alone up there and to become a god you must become alone where others pray to be in your company and the burning suns you don’t notice for you are doing what you need to do what others don’t understand and what is what when there is only you and what you … Continue reading
king of the sheep i ruled hooved and wooly black and brown and red they followed truly with bahs and burps and the occasional squeals i led them from danger and grass green for meals king of the sheep i was once outcast with musings and silence and never meant to last i was a … Continue reading
i can read other people’s thoughts and they say am i as crazy as that man who is reading my thoughts or am i worse because i don’t know if that’s what he’s thinking and some days i don’t know what i’m thinking because i change so quickly before i understand what it was and … Continue reading
my grand father, my grandfather could tell you stories that made you repeat words so you could believe that soil could make men cuss and grow with swords scattered like disappointing flowers and blood like miscoloured daisies and planes that could go higher than before until the next plane goes higher and people that were … Continue reading
the following are some thoughts to think thoughtfully while sinking in you. * how lovely would the world be if it hadn’t heard of love * the only proof of life on other planets is our own * what would it take to take it all in besides taking ourselves out from it all to … Continue reading
in response to the turkey bombing. * i want to write a poem that could change things that could make you feel so strongly that you’ll stop doing much more and you’ll just keep reading while i keep writing adding more and more to this poem so it doesn’t end and if it does it … Continue reading
i was born from a baby on her knees cleaning and hanging on to the floor like a bat to a cave but she scrubs too well and slips and starts again erasing herself and the blood she never learned how to suck up * where do you you is it here reading or in … Continue reading
gated and gone the dogs never stop shedding and growling and shitting on the ground where i step them barking for me to do it try them come before they disappear in hairs that litter the street do it do it and i do saying shit trying to rub it on the grass they peed … Continue reading
like a giant who uses clouds for tissues i am looking for isolation but even the sky stares back * the wood frame dreams of being a tree but it’s forgetting because people are saying how good it looks with that painting of red which it never wanted to be and couldn’t tell a redwood … Continue reading
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