While sadness dusts it’s own dead skin cells into tied together feathers from once animate objects she thinks of pride again and remembers how pretty he was… Read more “Bleach does not clean, it disinfects…”
Tag: time
Broken hearts and Mozart After Dark
You can do whatever you like but if you think a song is too old to listen to after being released to the public three weeks ago… Read more “Broken hearts and Mozart After Dark”
Delivery Boys
For everything I need and could possibly want there’s a guy who delivers whether you’re home or not you want pizza, you want dishsoap, you want a… Read more “Delivery Boys”
Dr. Pavlova Smilewright Bonersmith’s Moon Howl
It’s all the wrong combos and we know it in advance. It’s all a game. But this time it’s silkier. I’m in. It’s every tragedy that started… Read more “Dr. Pavlova Smilewright Bonersmith’s Moon Howl”
In the trauma we trust
I’ve been moving like I’m cured lately But When I thought that I might lose him I started three fights in a row the next one only… Read more “In the trauma we trust”
Your esophageal sphincter 1721 days from now
Do you think that I wanted to let you go, dummy? I didn’t. You made it so I had to choose between keeping you and hurting you.… Read more “Your esophageal sphincter 1721 days from now”
Wonderous Killa Vs. Raging Slanga ROUND ONE
Tiptoeing across treacherous terrain like a terrible tumbleweed Raising the temperature and racing the ridges raw like a rough riding stampede Singing songs to the sun’s shine… Read more “Wonderous Killa Vs. Raging Slanga ROUND ONE”
Echoes of the Grimy Sweet
Everything is a distraction from death but I will pretend that time won’t bend itself into a loop of where I’ve been I want to be brand… Read more “Echoes of the Grimy Sweet”
Afraid to Say
Sitting up here thinking that My boss is an inadvertent Nazi sympathizer Death is just another simulation in the game and you know you love me back… Read more “Afraid to Say”
Thoughts in the Garden at Bouchaine
For the last ten minutes before checkout Your view of the world is just a peephole in a door that you’re squinting into in a hotel room… Read more “Thoughts in the Garden at Bouchaine”
