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car tire breathing an empty language we don’t know we drive long hours to nowhere so that it takes me a lifetime to remember those little sandcastles we built for no other reason then they’d go away against the wind which is shared between heaven and hell carrying us even as it is against the … Continue reading
i’ve never been here before so i apologize that i sift like a snake who realized it didn’t have legs but could’ve and sometimes feels like it does with leftover limbs that lead me to a different now now that i am sure is great if i can just stop and hear what is being … Continue reading
it was quiet for a while he was silent for a while it was a long while while i was looking for something other way to say yes to no no no no no no no no but i suppose the quiet silence repeated itself unnecessarily until known * no one had seen him though … Continue reading
love you learn isn’t the first person who says the words to you but instead the first one who doesn’t repeat them back after learning how to say them so lovely * forever before i have known ignorance and have never known it to be blissful * i am a slow drip looking for a … Continue reading
Oh man! Writing is fuuuuuuun. Deep too. Here’s some tips (haha, get it????!?!?!) on how to do it (hahahaha, get it again) BETTER! 1. Avoid not having fun, silly. 2. Use some nice words nicely. 3. Watch as all you have done, all you have made becomes undone and unmade by a heartbreak you didn’t … Continue reading
love gave me the worst love of my life and i suppose i still loved it best of all * you feel like shit but at least that means you’re still making waste still feeling still have all this shit to lose * relationships are the remains of corpses that sired you into it all … Continue reading
the cicadas come after nineteen years of silence oozing in the dirt to the sun and sky to yell at the top of their wings that they have been finally given a voice that they will not waste for they must mate and mourn then die after two weeks and after planting the next nineteen … Continue reading
we have lost the language of the broken and been left only with poetry that breaks to give us back the words one line by one line by one line till with images of us dangling life lines in fluffy yellow slippers we’re lost again * choose being spirit don’t wait for soul * we … Continue reading
i thought i wasn’t thinking until i held out my hand in belief and callous developed to break hearts after following a shadow which hid underneath my mother’s eyes like a child under a blanket listening to a fight that must’ve not ended yet since whenever a beginning began and hearing silence then footsteps then … Continue reading
i don’t think there’s a good way to explain thinking but this is what i think it would look like doing don’t * remember nostalgia always has the upper hand * don’t crawl so far up your own asshole that you forget that other people shit too * birds tell me of their ambitions but … Continue reading
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