Deserted

You stand alone in a desert surrounded by mirage— you cannot remember how you got here. You travel to a mirage workplace, converse with mirage workmates, share mirage drinks on Friday evenings. You have been servicing a mirage mortgage on a mirage apartment with your mirage dream girl for over seven years now. You are… Continue reading Deserted

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How have you blossomed?

Like a new flower unfurling: a dream towards the light. Beyond all obstacles; irrational. Like dried petals beneath the sun: I can only love you.

The moral of the tail

We’re all just dogs chasing ours tails. We keep on racing round and reaching out, but we never get any closer to catching anything. Sometimes we forget about those tails of ours—we get distracted by things we can actually reach, like our buttholes, or other dogs’ buttholes. And all the while our tails are wagging… Continue reading The moral of the tail

Our legacy

Human will etched shallow— lines cut straight across Nature’s undulating waves— indifferent to calculus. Vectors of great desire swept away in minerals.

For my next trick…

my heart is a ventriloquist... “I love you!” thrown over a shoulder “excuse me?” I approach to clarify... a face turns back, all horrified, eyes wide, recoiling... “I love you!” heard again from over there... I spin! this time a figure turns to hold me, sobbing; her heart is into magic, too —an escape artist!… Continue reading For my next trick…

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A woman floats through a dream. In your dream, she dreams of you— in hers, another floats dreaming through.

It is known

the tone of your voice a shaking out of ecstasy this anxiety this hum the space between each vibration I fill those spaces I slip inside your vibrating heart the tone of your voice is anxious it betrays your words the space between each vibration an invitation I slide inside your vibrating heart this rumination… Continue reading It is known

Fear of flying

bury me bury me! bury me right here bury me wherever you like bury me just bury me bury me in your fertility bury me! i just wanna make babies bury me in christian humility —some pretty story like that bury me just bury me bury me oh! marry me! marry me to technology marry… Continue reading Fear of flying

Just one more

just one more day absurd with you just one more word from you just one more just one more joke with you just one more stroke from you just one more just one more week with you just one more year wondering why the hell you care I know things never really last so I… Continue reading Just one more

I probably won’t talk to you

You seem to be tied up in romantic notions. You seem to be tied up in romantic notions. You can't seem to get them out of your head. I'm not gonna save you, no I'm not gonna save you. How could I possibly save you, when I’m not sure how to save myself from everything… Continue reading I probably won’t talk to you