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Time flies, bzzzle bzz in Book Title.
I opened this page to put to print the thoughts that plague me. Nooses; always quietly plotting each piece of string, rope, cord, cloth that I see into the practiced slipknot and then me- quieted...
Art & favortism in Book Title.
Arthur is my brother (my blood brother full kin & twin fate) I’m grateful of it He is the peachiest paint by night in the dull warmth of the reading lamp at your bedside On a hot afternoon he...
Medicine Bag in Book Title.
I wonder why you don’t retire that old bag Where you pack that act of the fool on his back Fallen sabotage of a foot in his path that stuck out as he walked along But of course theres no adversar...
Two tasks, one beneficent & one grateful in Book Title.
It behooves me to compose a plea to replace George’s coin collection. I have a plan. He is such a kind, intelligent man. Further along the same vein, I am moved to compile a thorough and honest ...
Dawn Treading in Book Title.
I’ve written some things that are worth sharing here but I’m too lazy to type them up on a phone keyboard. I do most of my work in pen anymore. I miss my laptop. I miss the little music of the ta...
Tunnel Vision in Book Title.
Justice come a waiting room Purgatory with you I always knew , I always knew Every gray shade Itchy fabric upholstery In squares that heave with anxiety Gray walls labor to breath In, tick. Out...
Sentencing Satellite in Book Title.
You: I’ll deliver the mail. Me: But ! What about the bears? You: Fuck the bears. Me: Huh ! You’d fuck a bear? You: Ya ! I’d fuck a lion’s mother ! Me: You lying motherfucker ! You ought to be ...
White Girl in Book Title.
I thought you liked sex type things, he says grinning. He pushes the cloth to my face. Smell yourself, he says, you smell like spring. I pull away. You don’t like the smell of your pussy?, he a...
Como se dices in Book Title.
Misery consumes me
A Physics Poem in Book Title.
A Prayer for Benevolence i stitched silk gloves for the hands of fate as an offering yea you say we coulda moved the furniture thru the walls but i lacked faith (i am the sofa) i know now, i see...
64% Dead Inside in Book Title.
I sigh ghosts The room echoes my dead voice I don’t hear it I only hear what I already think I fill in the blanks As you speak I guzzled rot gut liquor Until Eventually My rotten gut ferments ...
Poema Nueva in Book Title.
I wish I could pull my intestines out thru a knife hole in my stomach Like a Cesarean section exorcism where I deliver myself from evil
Turtle Neck in Book Title.
I’m falling asleep as I write this but it’s been a long time since I’ve written last. I feel compelled to get something down while I’m still up. Unfortunately, nothing comes to mind.
Consumption in Book Title.
Here’s something stupid. Snoring Ritalin with yer mum til my nose bleeds and I wonder what they think about you fucking that girl in the bathroom after you raged and kicked me out the other day I...
Wrapper in Book Title.
Haters gon attack the hardest the house that seems to stands the sturdiest These thirsty niggas know they aint shit cause I shut em down proper and quick I tell em truly I do what I want cause m...
Write here, write now in Book Title.
I’d rather be anywhere. Electricity Down in the street Crackling spitting A snake Hissing heat (Don’t you dare Touch me) Double dog Lapping I vomit My feast
Hyst in Book Title.
Type something in this space, ya stupid. Dread comes as an ivy Whose curlique tendrils Are not unlike the curves Of your coy lips With thorns fit for a crown It grows & it chokes Us quiet T...
Circus Freak in Book Title.
Have you noticed how love is scary & complex But sex comes easy & do-it-yourself Why in the fuck aren’t I a robot yet Goddamnit I guess I’ll always be stupid, forever A perpetual fool, t...
Farsighted in Book Title.
Been a while. I write loads in my Darth notebook lately because I hate typing on my stupid phone. I am well. Been worse. Time marches on. I play the jester in the big parade. Another and another ...
Remedial in Book Title.
Life has been unkind at times and hope is hard to find but I’m certain there’s a reason we keep on. Between you and me, I think, there’s electricity moving thru faulty curcuitry Yes, I’m cert...
Doctorate in Poetry and President of the United States of Love in Book Title.
I masturbate to yer profile pic often Why have you forsaken me? I wonder when you start some trouble does your heart soften Do you sigh ghosts or is that just the wind? If I die first before we m...
Pretty Vacant in Book Title.
I’m depressed. Misery consumes me. My angst is so boring and inescapable. I’m small. I’m always gonna be so small. I’m so tired of hurting so heavily. What does it mean to keep your heart open af...
Pretty typical shit in Book Title.
Misery is the only thing that comes to mind presently. I falter. Hesitate. Know better but can’t seem to help it. My heart is such an idiot. I’m envious and ashamed. Making a scene by showin...
Mindless Focal Jolt in Book Title.
Uhm. I need to write with an urgency exceeding the speed of light cause my head space is a million miles from here in the dark cupboards of a memory of a kitchen I once despised. My head is in a ...
Be Prolific in Book Title.
I have been writing a ton lately on paper. I finished filling up my old pink journal and began writing in my Darth Vader journal (recently returned to me from it’s five month stay in Colorado). ...
