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a ventriloquist without a puppet

we are our own light in darkness that does not belong to us but that is us a waiting absence spent belonging to it despite the short and suffocating time we moved beyond to create to make to delight * her arms tied at the elbows like meat netted in plastic or a puppet whose … Continue reading

similar to slime

i’ve been trying to make it so that i can make it alright for others who want the same and will learn when they are here and sludge that it is not so great to be similar to slime and to have it made for what is left besides others who wonder what it’s like … Continue reading

stuff to do yesterday

i was blind as a child when i put on glasses and saw that i didn’t look as i thought which was like trying to spell out a hum as cold as the night and warm as the ground that would be there as a blanket when i could see no more but still go … Continue reading

learning to learn less

in the last sky there was nothing but hush and the receding top of morning that rustled to those whose silence grows on the first day where nothing else is besides them and the realization of how little that means to them and whatever’s left * meek among men i try to tell you that … Continue reading

the lonely life of the only life

we are understood before we understand because we come into this after others have discovered how to make us come * there’s dimension to the depth of how far i’ve fallen but i need to go down death to see what it was i couldn’t see from the grounding of above and what it was … Continue reading

tweet tweet

the murder crowds around the crow dead and muddy for they know that it is dangerous to be alive and to only squawk as a scared defense that is shared in a final release that is just as scared * i want music to swallow out the fall of summer into something that can leave … Continue reading

the way above the subway

if humankind becomes obsolete let it be known that we tried to survive and that attempt ended us * make me make me into something i’d want to make me make * i do not believe there is anything like subway love for it rumbles and travels and is contained in a morning where far … Continue reading

tape of a laugh track

i’m warm and good and awake with warmness that makes me good to write about something bad and cold like when she left me to otherwise die but i didn’t and got to writing this eventually after she wrote me off *  unpolluted by my blood i’m finally seeing others in myself and having them … Continue reading

good is bad is good

i’ve been working all night on my knees and with my hands so it’s alright baby if you’re tired and want to go to bed in my hands and knees that are worn and wear with you * it’s always terrible to not be able to see the tragedy in terror like when there is … Continue reading

let’s play defuse the bomb

there is always construction in front of the bar i go to to depress into the what is is what makes me order a drink close to paint thinner for i have gotten fat on other beverages and myself a giant guessing what’s next though the tv offers some clues of the apocalypse with child … Continue reading