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Ourselves or the others

We have decided after much deliberation and discussion that you don’t deserve to die with dignity but in the wonderment of what could’ve been if you belonged elsewhere if you were content if your career fit if you were worth it if you weren’t if you woke up at five am every night because of … Continue reading

How to survive

It was just regular routine of waking and masturbating when the funeral procession passed by my window with a woman, or what was left of her, wearing white to cover what wasn’t while I grabbed flesh hard and happy and good just a bit tighter ya a bit like that slower, fuller, redder like the cars … Continue reading

A long ride down

It is not the absence that will bleed but the silence of knowing they are somewhere else being quiet present like a flower that grows in cement without a sound while the concrete wears each season, each blossom and soon, buildings collapse and screams can’t be heard from the outside * They tell you to … Continue reading

The truth

I don’t know much and I know even less than that on days where the sun doesn’t set and instead keeps strong like a single celled organism that is devouring the sky, but I think that love is just a lie people tell people whom they trust

Eternal fall

She waters the dead thing when I talk about how I’m feeling pretty ugly inside about the whole scenario – how it happened how it didn’t how it could’ve if we had just known how it happened and didn’t, and she says that it will just take some time to heal and to grow again … Continue reading

Reflections on the Apocalypse

People want proof of the end of the world so look in a mirror today and then again tomorrow * The Armageddon won’t be so bad as long as I’m in your arms again and you are in mine and we forget that we have ended before and it was worse than this * I … Continue reading

Scream for scream

I can no longer feel emotions, which is pretty sad but I don’t mind because I can no longer feel emotions and that makes me pretty happy too * I settled for the quiet of a relationship instead of the loud orgasms of others and their friends, though I suppose I still do that stuff with my … Continue reading

You got it

That’s it, you got it; that’s it we’re through being through, you got it, there’s no more no more, you got it, nothing’s left for we left nothing, you got it, except for the fact that you got it for you do, you got it, but now you don’t for I got it and it’s … Continue reading

Giggling with a gaggle of geese

Will I ever rest or is asking the question proof that I won’t * I tried to write a poem that would introduce myself in such a way that would make you feel as though you had always known me and I you and this was just a connection after always like another geese that … Continue reading

Be a fly

Be a fly that’ll suck you dry biting and nipping and straight blood sipping Be a fly that’ll consume an eye with no focused stare just wear, wear, wear Be a fly that’ll try to fry the food you’ve leftover to breed a sweet odor Be a fly until you die so you can hack … Continue reading