I need you to accept who I am. I need you to not doubt what I have arrived at regarding w… I need you to listen to what made… I know you know there is no right…
I feel as though I’ve landed on a beach, as an invading, occupying force. Only to find the land
unwanted connection to my youth uninterrupted stream of consciousn… first memories linger and manifest periodic reminders of what I can’t… my escape from the void
All the pain rocks me to sleep. I grew tolerant to the effects, Addicted to the intoxicating isola… Romanticized despair, holding hope… I can follow the trail at the slig…
This hat that fits so snug and tig… This hat that lines my face just r… I stole it from the man in line. He was stuck in Tuxtla, I was fin… I found it first, these hats are r…
When faced with the worst of human… the obsession became love. It could have become something els… When faced with those who could so… the obsession could have become ha…
The chronic, liquefactive necrosis… Except the immortal soul carries o… with all its accumulated scars and… Whose soul is upon my life, to wei… heavily the inflammation of loneli…
I perpetually wait, I cannot act, but I always know, and you’re gone… It happens quickly, often with jus… that I know how deeply, I can lov… I’m not so foolish to think there…
spacelessness– timelessness, nightmare awakening consciousness. Hell as anti-spacelessness, anti-timelessness.
There is something uncomfortable about calling this poetry, when it is pain. It would be further awkward to edi… defining it as work, refining the…
I lock the door, to keep out the demons. They come in, when I’m sleeping. My brain——- wide open.
Like I promised, I still love you, not for the principle of loyalty, but because I yearn from the deepest
I don’t belong here, in the crushing deep abyss. The triturating pressure, makes me forget about the asphyxia… The frigid cold,
I would love love love to get back… I fought fought fought to be the b… I ran ran ran through miles of inv… I stopped because it was controlli… Each step of all those miles – tra…
you are happy as a bee, showing all the other bees where all the pretty flowers lie. You are the best bee dancer, Zumbando in all of the sky.