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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
dog eared books have a bite bigger than their bark if you give them your voice your teeth your tongue * if you were to annotate this you’d find that i included you in the whole when there wasn’t when and where you find me here consuming sky and sitting in freeze-dried stalagmites of concrete … Continue reading
the world weeps misery and snowflakes that are large full a testament to beauty repeating beauty landing on the land and dying on the beating tongue of the most beautiful girl in the world is she weeping or is it just melting * against the faces i’ve faced you look so serious like an … Continue reading
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