(2014)
#UnlikelyOne
A trillion ghosts of bugs quietly haunting this ramshackled shack. I only notice them on hollowed eves
She makes a tree full of birds tha… All start chirping to themselves a… The sound remains the same but the… She’s not synchronized with the pa… Her thoughts are like rockets that…
As you brandish your corrosive clo… And cannons of musty dystopian dus… I’ve eyed the serpents that tangle… Determined to render my shine to r… Their sly malevolence and curious…
(a place not here nor in dreams) the devil rips up clouds like god rips up souls like people here on earth rip through telephone poles.
My father had a motorcycle. It was a Triumph. Once in a while he would put me on the back and take me for rides.
I have a canker sore from some dirty whore that I kissed before so long ago when I used to be pure.
I am the living truth of a particu… Some people may still even think… As I’m passed around towns in a v… The sounds will resound for as lon… In strange civilizations the situa…
I’m a professional acid caster. A fucking disaster. I feel so alive when I’m killing the american drea… They made me stand
A fathomless ideal in transient de… You impossible impostor posing for… Did you think at some millionth mi… "I don’t mind the aches that you m… No! I do! —I am not in this mess
Unless they want them to bake and… In the nuclear waves of this fake… To decay in a world their parents… Oh, to be young, and truly afraid. So fuck Fukushima and ignore the…
the animals and bugs are my though… crawling and sliding and writhing, running and screaming everywhere in every direction—wherever they w… all at once.
A new level of irony has risen from the previously sett… The zombie phoenix has returned. We should feel lucky. Out of all of the places,
(In the beginning of the 3rd millennium of a simple calendar from a twisted religion on a beautiful planet
Trailing off the desperate landfil… Into my very own lesser known hall… I wind mine through the wind in th… Should you happen to blow by; I’l…
When security is lax that’s when you move. They say you can run but you can’t hide— but you know the truth: