You can get rid of people by erasing them from photos and changing history.This is just another form we use to lie to ourselves today. I’m a… Read more “Social Misery Circadian Clocks”
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The Deeply Taboo Needle Drop
You’ve no sway over your height but you can put on heels to defy itYou’ve no control of the circumstances of your birth, each one of us… Read more “The Deeply Taboo Needle Drop”
Hot Reading the Shrift
I just gotta be a dew covered tulip at dawnand do my best and use my time in ways I want to use itand nobody controls that… Read more “Hot Reading the Shrift”
Deliberative Rhetoric
So do you have the lookbecause It doesn’t matter to me either waybut I like it when boys look prettyI think they do too deep downI think… Read more “Deliberative Rhetoric”
Beyond the reach of classical physics
You lie down…You say to yourself, I’ve learned that I have been on the right track-looking for ways to regulate my emotions, looking for ways to let… Read more “Beyond the reach of classical physics”
The Emotional Domestication of a Natural Fusion Reactor
I’ve spent a lot of my minutes so far on the planet trying to be someonejust to please someoneoutside of myself.I don’t even think that I existed… Read more “The Emotional Domestication of a Natural Fusion Reactor”
#MalarkeyMode
There’s sunshine somewhereCareful the anarchy to the left of me and the slavery to the rightThis is a party is it not so what the hell am… Read more “#MalarkeyMode”
The Warped Loyalty Reset Resistance
I’ve only got a certain number of daysAnd how many have I wrecklessly spent and wasted awayBlind grasping for some thing else to comethat will suddenly make… Read more “The Warped Loyalty Reset Resistance”
DoomScrolling and the Domestication of Emotion
While the structure of our judicial system gets its face peeled off in the meantime, I’m feeling like I don’t even understand the motivations of the people… Read more “DoomScrolling and the Domestication of Emotion”
The Ballad of ’96
3 bricks Bibles too Did any of it mean Shit to you? I just want to know and I refuse to beg you know me well enough… Read more “The Ballad of ’96”
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 