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blue, the recessive gene

i wonder if the last future seer saw that there would be no future for her profession and if she told anyone or convinced herself that it was the machine or last night’s sleep or just maybe she was wrong this time * today followed from all the other todays is leading to the today … Continue reading →

trees spring life

i am not dead despite all those that are and despite all those that aren’t who sometimes see me pale as the paper i am filling and they say he is just a dead tree after all * it was the language of love though no one understood so they spent years with their mouths … Continue reading →

smiling villain

tell me what i am missing, love, besides for my love left untold and not missing me * i have never met a poet just casual visitors to the tunes and keys like birds who sometimes get their songs wrong * smiling under the hood i cut from below he holds me after years of … Continue reading →

the plague

heal thy self or watch dis ease spread you from others until there is no an other just you a lone body and goo die * yawning universes or just hungry for another one that makes me bang out of this boredom of what does it mean to not make sense but to be essentially mean … Continue reading →

yes

the woman of my dreams picking her nose in front of me tells me that romeo and juliet didn’t have shit on us for i have seen her unseen which included her shitting after a night where we came back together in bed to dream the same thoughts that will greet us in morning * … Continue reading →

end of the line

both poets and tightrope walkers take it one line at a time * new year drinking old stuff from the fridge that may be from the last time i drank to not remember the year before that * the clock has kissed a new cycle and she goes in for a second celebration while i … Continue reading →

the civilization of antlers

  without you there’d be only an absence of existence that would eat up space only you could feel and fill with you * there are two things to live by in life the first is to not live by anything the second is to question anything that labels itself the first the third is … Continue reading →

breakfast in bed

love is the only word that has no meaning while still meaning all the other words said at once * i was asked to define love and i said it was the ability to not define anything and still understanding which left some confusion * love sees love by blinding all in binding hands held … Continue reading →

forward future

the world only contains laughter if you silence your own and look long enough to not find it and realize that you wasted your time with the sea that massages the land and the birds that sing songs they barely understand and the people who you never got to know for you were always there … Continue reading →

single-hilarity

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 →

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