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i suppose things can be worse than losing someone who didn’t love you such as you who lost someone who did * it is given that the meaning of life is to give life meaning what is not said is how hard it is to take what it is and entirely what it … Continue reading
i was never quite beautiful which was the best thing that happened to me for i could find the neglected beauty in everything else like a tangerine peeled into an accidental love of a woman i knew years ago or the rain that muddied the city and my shoes i just purchased but that held … Continue reading
the following is not a lot, which is hopefully may be too many nots. * it is not so much a question of do the ancients still speak but rather too much of an answer that we no longer understand the language of it is they are we soon will not be * the worst thing … Continue reading
do not ruin my heart it is your home do not wreck my love it is yours do not ask is it it is it is a hope of surviving do not * we are the slow evolution of apes into we who devolved from the bustling trees and now … Continue reading
start and end with woman call him one call his one call one to make you man enough to deny another of manliness as she says wow you’re strong and you’ll say no sweat babe i don’t like no sissies and she’ll say oh that’s so powerful makes me scared and you’ll say ain’t nothing … Continue reading
there you are drinking because your father beat you because he didn’t because you are happy because you are not because you want to drink because you don’t and you’re thinking about the life that could have been if you had not been thinking about life so much if you had only been more if … Continue reading
dude was 20 and i was sucking his dick that resembled an 8 year old’s though i suppose growth hormones had did a number on those members since then him moaning how do you like it when i rise in your mouth like when i was 6 waking before the sun’s pitchforks of light to … Continue reading
i am at the bar where jack kerouac was supposed to frequent trying to keep the dead man alive but i am beat a bit constipated with no toilet paper to wipe away the myth of what i ate on the road and it is raining outside leaving me dry and bamboozled against the flowing … Continue reading
the war was won though i was still on the steps twenty years later barely beyond the bottom floor where a man was shot in the head by the earlier applause of progress he could not hear due to a bubbling mind that roared explosions at such a fury that it was shared with the … Continue reading
he said that inside us is what is the stuff that bursts stars and bakes cakes that sees you unloved and so deeply stuck in it that fuels by being fueled by being and that which isn’t and doesn’t like those few moments of attention the permeable exaggeration of isolation where there is nothing else … Continue reading
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