I have shitty person syndrome. I finally got free but it flares up occasionally. I would sing you a wish but that’s just wishful thinking…remember that time I tried to make you fondue ’cause I knew you were fond of it too but it turned out like fucking glue and so I used it to put up flyers for that missing kid. I saw a murder of crows today and I swear they were flying sigils of Enochian majic. Stop, don’t tell me I’m crazy and yeah I know what it sounds like. she’s never coming back. I can’t stop … Continue reading ragged harmonies
distemper roses are too red superfluous violets are too blue a carnivore magnetism and horse’s breath the ravens fled as well as doves the remnant frighten hold loose tongue powder discharge written in smoke end of all conversation ashes of 1861 painted into halls of decadence puling and simpering, this haggard old woman where doth her pride and honor go? into the mouths of vultures chunks of bloody meat regurgitated for the young eat of poison knowledge tainted image courtesy of Pinterest Continue reading distemper
Everything that keeps me together is falling apart I’ve got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over My boss just quit the job Says he’s goin out to find blind spots and he’ll do it The 3rd planet is sure that they’re being watched By an eye in the sky that can’t be stopped when you get to the promise land You’re gonna shake that eye’s hand Your heart felt good It was drippin’ pitch and made of wood And your hands and knees Felt cold and wet on the grass beneath Well outside naked, … Continue reading OP’s TSotD-Modest Mouse
where is your shore, embanked upon escarpment, stand absolved wrapped nine broken toes, embark horseshoe cold, gripped tidal falls call us what? call us home to One who can make everything void (to start again) pulverizing, ponderous, predication go find others to contest your venom grows tepid, little viper wanton weariness, enamored by shining doublet of insecurity porous pride. Deliver us, O Lord, from the whispers of evil minds, for you have heard sounds of our weeping we kneel, supplicant God will answer. none before another linking hands to become Stronghold, embargo Iroquois iris, smack swallow, hallowed bow down before … Continue reading metal Colors, Titania pt.2
is it ire or indifference. we cannot speak in this manner to find out, dragging far too often this palaver of emptiness. harried, spear-tip tongues will lash with effort. i may fail again but a smile finds my face. a caustic dark, concurrent with a river of shit bleeding profundity. my bones have melted into forms unfamiliar and God has turned my ankles, so i limp as a foe opened upon foreign shores. stoned in bat country, my vampyre is a sulking bitch, chewing the fat on my shoulder. makes everything blurry. understanding is a slow death, change is gonna … Continue reading ire or indifference?
I don’t care what you are I no longer care what you need I sicken of watching you watch Me. your breath stinks of prison rations. I’ll find turbulent times and flow. conjugal visits form crust on memory of your albatross. it’s heavy, the lifting up. a crime, concomitant with verse. this need to nurse failure is a sickly pastime. choke on our dubious catastrophe. half alive, have a laugh about the sheer volume of venom rushing us toward a destiny of mayhem. i’ll keep up, i swear. 2, plus too many revolutions, we resolve to revolve around pantomime. if … Continue reading watch me.
I think, I think too much I’m a little bit paranoid, I think I’m breaking Maybe it’s in my blood Got a pain that I can’t avoid, I think I’m breaking down Hate every single second, minute, hour, every day Person in the mirror, they won’t let me feel a thing Keep me focused on my problems, I’m addicted to the pain Everybody’s out to get you I guess I never noticed how it came creeping in My enemy emotion but I can’t sink or swim I say I’m feeling hopeless, they give me medicine They give me medicine, they … Continue reading OP’s TSotD- I Prevail
A proverbial mushroom in the closet fed you know what eat me and get high for a while vomit me back into the toilet I will eventually make my way back into your drinking water. There’s no hiding it. I’m down deep and you know it. Just flush and stop staring at me… I’m a wadded piece of gum used and dry, stuck to the bottom upside down, always looking at the ground in shadow, hoping to get scraped discarded in the bin I believe it would be an improvement. I was a noble sea creature, beached upon dark strand, … Continue reading Once, I
confluent with winter’s moon my internal discourse with you leaves me a gibbering mess, so very real yet imagined as I haven’t spoken to you in years. I still find I pantomime the flower of words you left, unforgotten. I’ve grown callous to groans from under the stairs I left some things down there, unforgotten. I’ve become accustomed scent of Asian pear jasmine in air, unforgotten. cups of tea honey shared in garden flames spared, you rest unforgotten. Continue reading Moontide and fire
Quid pro quo Clarice. The money is gone up your nose. Pip pop tip-top running rabid sideways on the sidewalks singing kill kill kill the poor along with Biafra. Paint them taking tainted terror and feeding the pretty demons. Gift the shift of religion to the little lambs you are recounting the sordid legend of political Zelda for. See the whites of their eyes and frown down upon the frailty. My finger gun blasts a hole in your understanding as you sit shaking out the burnings we’re too cowardly to give a name to. Ascertain the relevant odd job backlog … Continue reading Quid Pro Quo