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the dogs know what it means to not know meaning but to instead be without the worry of being and the weight that it holds for it was given its name by a master who knows better * i asked what can be done and the wind answered with the flowers that spread seeds to … 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
i have been trying to write more but writing more about writing more is writing less and trying too * days pass like dog’s piss no territory unfulfilled no yellow too cowardly despite the jumping and shedding into dust that will one day clog up a vacuum cleaner waste a grunt dirty a few fingers and … 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
been working for some company that works for some conglomeration that works for some network of businesses that isn’t really working for the earth because here i sit at my desk trying to think of new ways to make the way for the new and glorify things people don’t need by mixing it with things … Continue reading
sometimes i get mad that i’ve made some wrong and worthless words that are in the worthless and wrong order because they go on too long and i am reminded that out there somewhere it all already exists i just need to find a way to bring it back from disorder to write in spite of writing … 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
it used to be easy to write about you but now these words come hard and with endings and the worn use of used to’s * the world was white but your cheeks were red a display of you trying to warm the outside or just my insides with a joke that makes the clouds laugh … Continue reading
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