recently, i am writing bits of change. this is so i can change into bits of writing when recent is not worth as much. * i wanted to become a doctor but i settled on a writer because then i could cure before the sickness and write-up * i should’ve been a good lawyer but … Continue reading
a man wished to learn the meaning of life so he spent is life learning meaning in all its forms from only to find himself formless at the end with books piled high and a realization that his life was meaningless * she looks at me and i wonder if i am a chopped lover … Continue reading
the following is advice to avoid adding vice and a void to your following isms, and to help you go wordwards * it is some heavenly coincidence that reversing lived reveals the devil but there is nothing in death forward or back * i don’t know where i am going which is why i am … Continue reading
they say poetry is dead and this is true for there is too much death in poetry and even more in them * catch it catch it the boy threw my way a spider who was put into a jar watched as it built a web with whispers of catch it catch it even though … Continue reading
growing old one shrinks smaller and smaller into themselves as they get bigger and bigger meanwhile they hope happiness levels * i will be great for you once more for i was great once and here we are in the more with will still * there is something to be said about the ability … Continue reading
i tend to believe that i will get to experience the fruits of my labor one day but like a slave after emancipation there is work tomorrow to do or find that tenderizes me till i’m raw and branded and forget what it was i was supposed to experience or believe * i am a … Continue reading
as i as and age am i forgetting or being forgotten i can’t remember which is worse and there is no one around to ask * i got rejected from my dreams again and it is no help that the dejection makes me want to sleep more * i want to be huge not … Continue reading
hey little man get up and going to see the day make it to night and wake up in the morning with curtains closed and haze of the battle between sun and dark storming outside and inside onto the floating worlds of dustmotes like yours where there is no one to say hey little man … Continue reading
write about love everybody loves love so i do, deciding that love is doing despite possible procreative determinates, coming to: the dog fucked the other dog but both were fixed useless nightmares of panting and biting and lovely hope where later their bleeding pee betrays their hopelessness * i told her that i have the … Continue reading
scarfs like nooses and tongues out like dead men we feel the burning of being alive and the uniqueness of now that goes as we go till goon’s gone good * they will tell us that we did wrong because they are older and know more from mistaking more and we will nod get older … Continue reading