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gated and gone the dogs never stop shedding and growling and shitting on the ground where i step them barking for me to do it try them come before they disappear in hairs that litter the street do it do it and i do saying shit trying to rub it on the grass they peed … Continue reading
like a giant who uses clouds for tissues i am looking for isolation but even the sky stares back * the wood frame dreams of being a tree but it’s forgetting because people are saying how good it looks with that painting of red which it never wanted to be and couldn’t tell a redwood … Continue reading
what have i done to accompany these hairs on your thighs like you have growing unknown then waxing and waning hanging on with fingernails in a place where there was love once but now only us * i don’t think of myself often which is amazing i think * whoever said names never hurt was a … Continue reading
you say that there’s something missing in my poems and i’ll admit it’s you which is why i write them so you can find yourself in me stifling, silenced carrying on without * i’ve never known a complete work just fragments of wills and whats and whys that remind not everyone can be great myself … Continue reading
i have the look of a fish in the freezer of a supermarket hoping for a home or at least a meal when she kisses me and leaves soon after * my dreams must be a way of getting back at me for living in this reality like a fortune cookie before the break, just … Continue reading
people used to love here where we used to we in flowers and fun before the mosquitoes swell with thoughts of me the semi-squeezed pimples with hairs and ideas of being better when i am not in a scarred terrain with barren mountains for bones and skies for the invisible forgotten that is meant only … Continue reading
there’s a poem that will make it so no poems have to be written anymore but it is not this one and not the next but the one after offers some hope in the unknown with its head in the sand and its arms waiting to be used to bludgeon then caress all the words … Continue reading
is this part of the text or is it a mistake i left in because part of the text is a mistake left in me? * i am i as long as we stay we but there’s but away and a way days daze dye into die heir into air see into sea by saying … Continue reading
the following was written after a listen to the album on Voyager I, which serves as a goodbye from earth and hello to space. listen here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b06cb8q0 * i have listened to the golden tracks of Voyager I and i do not know what it was trying to say is it come for we have rich … Continue reading
legs like light signalling for me to follow until one of us ends and even then there’s some * the one thing i see in other humans is that they do not see the humanity of other’s because i don’t either * a man’s back stuck in public transport with no communication or understanding why looks … Continue reading
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