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the kitten chews her tail. the corpuscle takes a breath. time pauses. slick with intent. we feed ourselves to the nearest oblivion. arbiters of nothing. conspirators of conscience....
shallow creases taste our skin. casual predators. stalking voids we never knew were there. the smell of time is both sweet and sour. old clothes caked with blood and expectation....
places between. sunken tethers. voices in skin. quiet and absolute. too close to see. too far to reach. a murder of consent. a bargain with time. far too reliant on the generosity...
“A sapling must learn the outcomes where it is grounded and realize them so later it could live life to its fullest as a promised tree.”Continue reading on Medium »
turn and persuade the void. loud corners arguing with silent walls. confessions in stolen smiles. touch's mercurial time machine. the sour of absent folds. fading creases. missing...
Tongue twists a grim night out...
time tumbles forward. an awkward despot in leaden clothes. delicate creases in the skin of choice inevitably become permanent. we wear each other like plastic skeletons. fragile a...
Death? Yes, death? Do I want to… me? Yes, perhaps? The days feel the same. Is this just how the world is? I do not know. The darkness of…Continue reading on Medium »
I wonder what the devil would take If I finally laid my soul on her table I hear she takes two for every one. What could Maker have stuffed in me That she would possibly want in tu...
Small brown birds toy in the sludge and bracken. The coal bodies of dead shrubs. An aftermath of wine in the early evening. Ethical hallucinations. ...
ugly as they sometimes are. the words have their protocols. salient angles tell their stories. the last drop of water in a leaking bucket. we wander through these tornadoes. scream...
Lately, I found myself in dark rooms,Continue reading on Medium »
When our nights are no longer in white satin ...
Because bad poems and bad cakes go together like two things that go together and also rhyme. Long like the tromboneare a giraffe's neck bones7 bonesBony bonesBut Phil only had one...
“My spirit is too weak — mortality / Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, / An...
Vultures shuffling on naked trees in the darkness...
Vultures shuffling on naked trees in the darkness...
Vultures shuffling on naked trees in the darkness...
Midnight whispers haunt my dreams....
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