it’s beginning to show it’s intertwining dividends between time invested with growth. my intention provoked. lying listless and broke revisiting moments that to me, seem explicitly warped yosemite vulture. my melatonins dried up some sore throat, sore back, amphetamine humdrum ever growing size of my blood pump escaping out of my thorax 500-pound dry-flesh, greenContinue reading “figure me out.”
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fötter day
you can hear the… suburbia chime, zirconia vertebrae. pearly white spine glass thrown in stone houses, regular suburbia night whirring, rewind. chronicled childhood in olive drab paint monocle glass. wormwood and bottles of shawshank. dissolute solitude, wanderer who wallows in maze en route. delay for tomorrow. never promised today virgin diary. anne frank. marie curieContinue reading “fötter day”
water.fawl.
I don’t know how to be loved. what’s love in return empty promise. time capsulette dug into earth blind to the color of blood, its always dark when it drips the black ink from my plume is evidence it exists push me away push me to grave cedar oak coffin. 25 years been astray tuxedoContinue reading “water.fawl.”
IT’S 2 A.M AGAIN, wooohooo.
its 2am i feel interconnected through any vine or snippet of life perennial inflorescence of any 6 seconds are chimed the success is a hive. hummingbird wings in slow motion hearing the crickets sing, so monotone yet obscurely composed feels like they’re talking to me, as i walk on the leaves that i crossContinue reading “IT’S 2 A.M AGAIN, wooohooo.”
HOT CHOCOLATE
HOT CHOCOLATE I walked out in the cold today. Eyes lazy. Burning cause of my allergies. Dogs chain brushing against his collar. Night time. I don’t like looking at shadows that much, they make me dizzy. Something about the abnormal shape makes my head spin. And they’re so rigid. I smelled something. That ‘time ofContinue reading “HOT CHOCOLATE”
Jigsaw Heart. Try to put it together
See. It’s retribution. It’s emblematic of your initial assessment. It’s been erratic. Every visceral session seems to be coming back to bite me in the ass. Are you pisces? I heard that some pisces were, pretty rad. clueless to the superfluous mix. clueless to what i’m doing or did. am i pursuing a gig. amContinue reading “Jigsaw Heart. Try to put it together”
You know what’s sexy? You.
You heard how I breathe when I sleep or how I did those odd little moan noisesit was funny. I just laughed. At how we laughed.Sad. Now I’m sad over how we laughed.A neptuniun fury. Name it a curtain callThe brim of the acrylic cloth that buried shadows in our lovehallow in the squeaky bedContinue reading “You know what’s sexy? You.”