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i am of the body of me whose body isn’t i when i’m drinking and drunk and throwing up me only to be replaced by a scarred and scared i with acidic dribble trying to eat me and my whole * She is lips a big red sea split from sounds of her and of … Continue reading
I go it isn’t working and she goes I know and we go apart making places where there is nowhere to go * I reek of old success and stupor when it mattered to matter and when I did to do and be done with myself until there was only applauding though I could not hear … Continue reading
where will this wilderness end when it was only yesterday that I cleaned and went to the bar with friends because I had a productive day of doing things which is positive compared to the alternative and met this girl who was a friend of lipstick and looks and me for I took her home … Continue reading
This is genius the man said real good stuff where the sound of the streets and steamer blowing travels was reduced by his praise and by the fact that it took all it took from me which was all I had and still wasn’t enough of it because it was miserable and unfinished and reminded … Continue reading
see always see do nothing more than observe for your sight is the most powerful act in the universe and without it there would be no universe worth seeing and i guess no you either * the darkness was old and night was young when my father came home with an electric cord that teaches … Continue reading
What are words but pictures and pictures but language and language but us picturing the language of words to make us us again * If you look long enough at a person you will end up seeing yourself and if you look longer you end up seeing them and if you look longest of all … Continue reading
I’m ass to sun after a great education told me I could do it all if only I worked and worse like wearing pants which are now far away and floating in clouds I can’t see with my butt high indomitable and creaking like water in a damn with a little flow from a big reserve … Continue reading
Summer sun on blank paper tells the best story ever written * All thoughts are those of others, which leaves you wondering who thought about you or is that just a thought you were told to think by me, an other * A dog wretches while I carve your name into the bark of a … Continue reading
Butcher block boobs fall into my mouth and I lick the salt in sweat like an animal left by the houses of history to wolf down whatever comes and doesn’t which is meat shaking and dried because I’m told that I need to be softer so I let go only to experience the hardest thing of … Continue reading
be sad cry then in the morning when you wake up in tears that reflect you you’ll have to swim to survive and you’ll know that further crying will only add to your troubles that stop when the ceiling does * The fish jumps away from the fishing rod and the fisher who can think … Continue reading
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