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i was told i feel too much and i felt it though telling no one and waiting for it to poison like too much sushi another fact i wish i wasn’t told * it is known that those depths of the unknown in humanity are found in the depths of humanity * champagne flutes sing and you … Continue reading
the point of this existence is to realize there is no point and keep going until blunt * i have worked out a way to get through this thing and it is to work out a way to get through * i drink and i drunk and i drip i onto i with laughter solidified … Continue reading
the following are thoughts holding tight. they loosen when i crack my fingers here, but it is all just bone wearing, wearing, worn. * atoms meet meat asking one another what they would’ve wanted to be if they could’ve been something other than atoms they say nothing * there was a bombing and … Continue reading
imagine the life i could live if only i could imagine life more * what is my purpose on this earth may be answered in not asking because this earth ain’t so hot and is a place that is just a place where loss is loss a buildup of breakdown that sees the earth … Continue reading
we all just got here but stay a while with me so i can start to know where i want to want and with who which may include you if you give me the time to show you me how i’m like we just getting here hoping for a there there and a here here … Continue reading
my hands are at your throat like an astronaut grabbing for something in space but what can be said of emptiness besides this – * hold my hand until i drown then hold on tighter for i’ll need the support to stay afloat with you * everything i feel feels everything in you when i … Continue reading
snow like lives lost looking for a soft place to land finding disaster a four car pile up blood whiteness ruined by those who can realize it while they realize less and see that all roads lead to an end and the sky above ends too * he’s throwing up because he’s grown up too … Continue reading
out from the night against a blowfish of light she sways left and right room enraptured tight coffee stirs with hushed murmurs as she confers the menu, orders small black no sugar spoons bent and brokered obscure angles of her to make life fuller moments that may lead to some great deed when she … Continue reading
the orchid wasn’t enough but the dirt was for with it i buried you among the dry roots and the finger painting that could’ve been if could had been * i am not looking for anything more than the ability to not look anymore * there’s a disguise i still wear and have forgotten how … Continue reading
reading is never alone for writing is always a loan * books like birds perched on warm shelves waiting for food for thought and more original truths that fly away but are hunted captured then wait around in a cage for nothing more than to be let back in the comfort of black margins * … Continue reading
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