Sanctum for the Dogs

Sanctum for the Dogs

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1. Never touch the men in your city. They scream through telephone wires. They share everything. They hog over meals. I saw all sorts of inconsistencies snaking their spine, making them all the more beautiful and all the less divine, Rigid as what we’ve known of strife and gloria, singing in the accumulated form. There is a sort of beauty to accents fading and intents coming clear, but intent has rarely come alone. “I like where you’ve been. But I think I’d like you more when you’re mine.” Why did the dog bo’er becoming a fool? Why, excited for in extremes? Should have s ...Read more

Sanctum for the Dogs

Sanctum for the Dogs

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So I wrote a poem about why I don't date the men in my city. LMFAO. 🐶🐕🐩🌭🐀💚📗✍🏾👨🏾‍🎨🧝🏾‍♂️🧜🏾‍♂️👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨💋 ...Read more

The Chewing Machine

The Chewing Machine

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You're not welcome. It's not for the youse. It's not for views. Most people here are monsters of biblical proportions And what happens to them is what happens to monsters, eventually They fall down by death or by beating, eventually And that's a good thing for young monsters to read in As they are getting tuckered at night In their young monster beds by their aged monster caretakers, Whispering, Whimpering, "He sounds good" Sit by, sit still, sit crazy, Everything happens for no reason, Just as the tulip, too, burns by the lighter, And so parables, wry, write themselves In gallan ...Read more

In And Over Losing Ourselves

In And Over Losing Ourselves

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My soul is the bottle dripping, succumber liquid gaining temper'ture Can't find no obvious holes nowhere; no breaks, no sights of fissure, And in its featurelessness and failure, its efficiency raised tenfold before But I have no use now for broken things rotting and ruining my kitchen table Should it join the bag, all black and dirty? Tell if you, too, should you find tape Maybe it's not too late yet, for my sanity's sake, I hope it's not too late My turf, my rules, my killing I'm a describable indistinguishable dark soul, only desperate for the more desperate To dominate and forclose ...Read more

play catch up

play catch up

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For someone who says he never puts importance to the past, I sure as hell am spending all my little coins clinging to it. Rehashes of trauma, merry-go-rounds and go-get-happies, go-get-betters, And drowning unsuspecting rooms under tub light of my disgraced charm. That's because I'm a manic pixie dream gay, –Y'know, like, in the movies, Maybe we hit up, and we have A blast of a time and for the times, and you think That I perhaps realigned or redefined your insights and in-flights, and inside The low-ceilinged hipster club you hang at, your friends start talking about me Really coo ...Read more

Brown As Fuck

Brown As Fuck

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Is it weird how every color Bounces off your face And it's perfect Are we not yet tired of campaigns campaigning, telling Beauty equals lighter Skin Fuck them They have no Soul to burn I will not let The body inherited become The statement and mockery of another It is as mine as yours is yours It is for me to love as much as you love yours It is with passion and pride I carry it as passionate and as pround as you catwalk with yours Brown is the skin of my mother Brown is the skin of my father Brown is the skin of their home town They are quite proud of that Brown is the skin ...Read more

I Am Not Collateral Damage

I Am Not Collateral Damage

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Your identity is not Commodity We roam today in hallways emptier but tomorrow Will have to take another To keep us all in check – O', the sad cylindrical Life we choose Your identity is not Their recurring joke; nor faithless, faceless punch line It is laid out in front of Comfort and Vigilance Anonimity and Autonomy, both your maidens It is not for shrills in the dark To take into the public's fight if you do not want it there Yes, the claw of Nyx and all her lovers, they bide in time But they, and we, and you, and I, are not collateral damage We are not the aftereffects of ro ...Read more

SABOTAGER

SABOTAGER

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I am Observer – Ye'd get a thousand hearts and hundred pins And still cry lonesome when all lights hath dimmed Ye talk about cutting yourself, I see Fresh and clean pink lines where wounds hath been Running perfect art, ye cut like sculptress Like the gentle air that blows from aged that – I am Precision Ye beg them, 'please, read all in character' Unctuous and booning, yawned t'wards the shelf That ruins the message, deliverer Ye don't want to be that, much to gallow Larger – errands and I value timidity Err – owe them nada, so shall get that alot No longer will I di ...Read more

Running out of sunlight Dos

Running out of sunlight Dos

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A graceless intemperance pardoned into a close, from dreams, the wasteful and wallets Wake. November rears it's November-y head. Last clawed, last leg, we ache, "Give me back my October, and extend like wings sprawled on bedroom floors, the sweet nights, along tunnels I lay the middle of this triad" I swear to do you right, you wanderer, albatross, hummer. I need more sand. I need more sand. ...Read more

I made it out

I made it out

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I brought with me a skill I call magic tampering, so innate, it is where my personality's based. And so I locked myself in rooms, waited 'til the anger thaws. I do not want to be waiting for years in this here orchestra, with their antibiotic eyes and phrenoplegic ears, and their synthesized vocabularies, estimable lats I still don't know what synergy means and I hear a ton of word fascists use it on the daily. It's fun. Real funny, at the sides of the peepholes where people pretend like its their day job A five to seven overwork, and I am new to this collapsing asceticism Zoroastrian ...Read more

Poetry

Poetry

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Poetry Language exists not to be policed, but to have fun with as one lives – Life In the Infinite Foreword A collection of all the prose and poems I've decided to announce ahead of schedule and/or publish. Works ongoing. Click here for the poetry tag search. td.optioners { -moz-transition: all ease 0.05s; -o-transition: all ease 0.05s; -ms-transition: all ease 0.05s; transition: all ease 0.05s; cursor: pointer; } td.optioners:hover {background: #74cbc8 !important; color: #FFF !important; -webkit-transition: all ease 0.05s;} 1 2 3 4 5 GET PAPERBAC ...Read more

 
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