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the following is motivational fodder so as to motivate itself into something more. let it lead feeds. * we were never meant to be common to blur into the unseeing comet that circles when it could crash into a world that has forgotten that it was made from our force and our knowing that there … Continue reading
i understand you must reinterpret this world into yours to bridge the distance between the planets or just our arms which could be hugging but instead are supine as though from the first and last instance of solely human flight and stiffly cowardly trying to close the space between the single meaning and all of … Continue reading
most of politics are rich people telling poor people that other poor people are stopping yet other poor people from being rich people who might pour the same into people once they have reached politics * say it say it tell my legacy to the sun who knows it alone and night who understands it … Continue reading
the following is ruinous and rattles stars to look away and perhaps that dread is exactly the point of continuing. * the man dressed and with a cane found me in a forest and told me i needed to make something of myself for i was wasting potential there naked and homeless and i said … Continue reading
antiparticles scratching at my door trying to get inside to tell me that they exist if i ever wanted to give them a chance instead of working with half my life already over and wedged into the small corner of masturbation and home where i felt like i needed not to look for home anymore … Continue reading
promise taints optimism because some words were willed before my throat before my stomach knew how to digest a pregnant b aching in ascension a long l which could be an i or an one or just a line that draws me closer to you if it were a bridge though it is probably a … Continue reading
to the brother i will never be to the cousin i never was to the janitor that i might’ve been if my brother wasn’t so close with his cousins there are stories i need to tell you like there is still a thing in nothing or so my father clicked after a ninth playing inside … Continue reading
with or without you wither without you with her without you wilt here without you * i’d lay down if i wasn’t already buried under the poetry that was 35 words but had it all already even the planets outside that knock at my window with hopes of meeting my eyes blank on this screen … Continue reading
Dry in Wendy’s being told she never existed by a man who didn’t till now when he needed a few dollars to get a fish burger that slapped around into his mouth where he said any path is home to ghosts because they pull at you, the millions of people you couldda met and couldda … Continue reading
i am a little fire burping back against the sun to show it how i can consume the world even as i am forgotten and left alone to die as a shadow untethered from the body that burns being into not * does not my smile require an anchor beyond my mouth perhaps unmooring into … Continue reading
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