i would never get my bar back so i went back waiting outside the entrance for m… to stop myself
“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped
it’s just the memory of the sky blue and maybe it only seemed so blue because it was the first time i no…
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing
coiled in a moment of wonder to ponder the venom of his existen… remembering every instance that he prepared himself to strike with no recollection of hatching
Fruit Vendors a man with a cart of oranges on th… sells them with acclaim for their… sweet citrus that excites the tong… for a moment of pleasure
droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it
disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion
was afraid of heights until i looked at my back and saw i have wings
when they have shaved the flesh until it drapes from the bones a mind begins to entertain the del… and an end will be had
notebooks have been stacked in pre… filled with short stories bad drawings and of course
the blade has always been dull how it was made never
visceral were the nights we stood… each of us armed with an instrumen… and hearts that beat like tempos we put on a show but we weren’t put-ons
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly