coming up the stairs
with all the lovers
you have had
a rebels march,
a taking back,
of the creaking tomb… 192 more words
1 year, 2 months ago
A smorgasbord of drugs a
stuffed animal dancing
in feverish commotion
and a hyper middle distance
that begs before force is
imbibed and passed around… 174 more words
1 year, 6 months ago
For two and a half hours I stared at you,
you sexy white thing. You endless white thing,
you blank, ugly fucking whore
of a blank, white, single screen. 268 more words
1 year, 7 months ago
I want to round up all the money lenders also.
I know how it sounds.
All messianic and counter to love.
I assure you of my virtue, 284 more words
1 year, 8 months ago
about fucking time.
This is an opus.
Let me raise my chalice to you sir.
Let’s sing like back in the day.
Let me casually conceive of a good line or two, 93 more words
1 year, 9 months ago
It’s like this.
The day one of it is heavy
with the love of studying
for a hanging tree to hide
in and it is a for sure… 431 more words
I feel like the story was too good for me.
Like a great tale of return to society after
a great fall and a great tumble, 154 more words