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seyes

most of politics are rich people telling poor people that other poor people are stopping yet other poor people from being rich people who might pour the same into people once they have reached politics * say it say it tell my legacy to the sun who knows it alone and night who understands it … Continue reading

dab bad

the following is ruinous and rattles stars to look away and perhaps that dread is exactly the point of continuing. * the man dressed and with a cane found me in a forest and told me i needed to make something of myself for i was wasting potential there naked and homeless and i said … Continue reading

straight to the waist

we need you the dead to remind us of our connection to the living earth * the day deadens into another like a bad but continuous date flirting for a night that lightens underneath heavy covers and kissing toes where among summer somebodies who hold winter in their pants despite remaining pantless with flowers embroidered … Continue reading

epitaph

promise taints optimism because some words were willed before my throat before my stomach knew how to digest a pregnant b aching in ascension a long l which could be an i or an one or just a line that draws me closer to you if it were a bridge though it is probably a … Continue reading

from from

to the brother i will never be to the cousin i never was to the janitor that i might’ve been if my brother wasn’t so close with his cousins there are stories i need to tell you like there is still a thing in nothing or so my father clicked after a ninth playing inside … Continue reading

looks like an elephant

we make for bad clouds formless and sinking into one another hoping to stop the falling and the rain that doesn’t always fall back into the water but instead into our hands that once held one another until we became mist blocking our sights but still inflating breath wet and sputtering giving back to the … Continue reading

110% chance of precipitation

she says against the lonely sun that she needs to work on herself and then waits for my approval though night comes too soon and silently for me to respond to her mouth that still hangs open teeth like stars turning black for no other reason than the sweetness of the surrounding world * isn’t … Continue reading

twenty three and a half

i have seen flashlights afraid of the dark flowers who hate the sun and ice that prefers it so as to see fully beyond into me now who knows that it will get the better of you as it has gotten better others before there slipping on the ice they could not see for the … Continue reading

doggone

you will ask yourself where everything went wrong and i will answer that it is the moment where you began to ask instead of doing something else to make it right * the dog chases its own tail and i laugh how stupid it is not to know itself     later i limp a … Continue reading

gods are afraid of heights

the gods may be immortal but they need brief you to feel as though you must be needed in the world for there is so much pain and suffering despite the gods who in their silence show sacrifice sulks greatness and that they big as the universe are cut down to cheese-cube you whose height … Continue reading