What would you do? If awoken with tomorrow at your fingertips, It was asked of you to shape, In a truly determined fashion: The Yet? I Would freeze. Let time slip into a standstill, Forever in definition Against transcendence; That … Continue reading Burn one down ( Again and again)
A practiced and oiled lie slips, Without resistance, Transforming the air through contamination, Into a veil to serve my obscurity. With a twist of fate And a curl of the lips My visage presents as pristine, Wiped clean, Breaking me … Continue reading The passing of Pennywise
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a death god looks me up using the internet, but divine distraction attracts its gaze toward more grisly matters in the east. encoded in the web, my fate between scissors Continue reading scissors
When time winds down, If I’m sat at the precipice, Witness to the loss, My only wish is that my last breath, Might taste of cabbage and cigarette smoke, Unforgettably potent, So I might extend my lease, Through pure power … Continue reading the stink of yesteryear
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harmon- a backward bas- and a sky of percuss- beautiful people drink beautif- the fire- Continue reading dependence day
When I run out of time, Which is to say effort, My only regret will be, There won’t be anyone left around, Cynical enough to confirm, Which is to say put letters to the whispers, Just how quickly you forgot … Continue reading Worse ways to be than forgotten
I saw God today, Outside of a Gas ‘N’ Go, Brought to truth by that oppressive heat above, (S)He sat with the disciples unwitting, Gracious in being, Always at hand, But especially grateful to be present For just Long enough … Continue reading Beggars can be choosers
