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PoetryI need
mounds of paper, pens that never run out of ink to write, write watch squirrels bend low branches, bend not break, my back bends…
PoetryPOSTCARD FROM MY SICKNESS #1
Dear Jame, you're right in the other room but in this sickness you are very far. the angels are tickling me. i have the…
PoetryBUTTS
all I can do is go outside with a cigarette when my wife is on the phone talking about hurricanes and how much we’re…
PoetryMoments
I look at my watch, its round deadpan face. The second hand helps move the first. Without it it’s harder to tell time is…
PoetryThe Beach
fallen leaves cover the ground bird on a branch looking everywhere two birds on the beach searching the sands for something to eat a…
PoetryThe Last Breath
The last breath are words that share a heavy weight with those few words that are impossible to comprehend meaning both everything and nothing…
PoetryI WANT TO TALK TO SOMEONE ABOUT SOMETHING THAT MATTERS
I think I’m going to want to kill myself so I can call the suicide hotline and have someone to talk to
Poetry1 Star Rating
The heart has a stone— the weight of its master tied to it going down to the sea depth. We are given a double…
PoetryThe Emigrant
America’s fucked I want to go to America I can’t get to America If I get to America they won’t let me back I…
PoetryI HAD TO LIGHT A SECOND CIGARETTE
I had to light a second cigarette I was too anxious science says smoking makes you more anxious screw science I know what calms…
PoetrySearching for True North
Words circle an elusive center of meaning as wolves searching for warmth stalk fires on the coldest night of the year and aurora borealis…