nothing ever really amounts to anything inthegrandscheme unless it all is bad which makes dying alone and unknown about as poetic asadeathcanbe a call back to being born just with all the accumulated emptinessinside where wonder once thrived

existence is an ant farm always at the verge of being shaken while a giant magnifying glass is being honed in to our position i just want to write and avoid any cumulative damages

meandering through another transcendental breakdown she haunts the nighttime making sleep another hell i am the architect of my own self destruction her smile the curvature hastening the demise

drained of any and all will to accomplish anything playing video games until the desperate need to hide subsides everything is too fucking much for a fool to abide i need a vacation from existence eight hours of sleep uninterrupted by the cavalcade of dead smiles could have beens crowding the overladen dreamcatcher hanging like […]

she tiptoed across the nightingale floor of my heart never once triggering a single alarm yet every step remains etched on gasping valves a reminder how forevers shift based on perspective

it becomes easier to ignore the toxicity from breathing too deeply from the fumes of the past the sudden kick of false remembrance eschewing simpler times as perceived through rosetintednostalgiagoggles compared with facing the decline all too present in the landfill burning around us it has been a dumpster fire for generations it’s only now […]

my neurotic neurons keep discharging randomlyleaving the world in a jaundiced uncertain state. a sallow serenity strangles serendipity as soulthistle sends sacred scriptures in discreet salinty secretly secreting sinful strands so astosowscenesofchaos.

all day i have felt devoid emptied out with no will to change existing in the basest sense of the term maybe tomorrow will be better or perhaps this is secretly as good as things can possibly be

the yin-yang doesn’t represent balance it shows the flow from day to night a constant shifting showcasing natural bipolar tendencies at the broken heart of all existence

the sun slid down the horizon leaving only a suffocation of darkness as spots dance acrosstheinkspill consciousness fades until the dagger of light slices acrosstheeasternsky a million dreamers gasp the last whiff of dreaemvapors before trundling off to another shift diligently manufacturingmiseries before the illusion of endless blue above is dispelled once more

she was demure cold and precise an autopsy performed by delicate yet bored hands as she carefully explained the difference in casual and causality an antiseptic smile in antisocial facsimile the antithesis of hope behind artificial veneers

thinking perhaps to quell the endless soulless rage of sol i laid a series of crayons out onto the sidewalk to give it a chance to express itself in a slightly more healthy artistic endeavor besides slowly cooking the human parasites infesting its wobbly third cerulean remora a summertime crime scene of melted colors forming […]

it seems no matter how high the flame this hot air balloon is sinking toward the jagged peaks forming the spine of a dying world a wicker basket case muttering prayers to every deity i have cursed the voyage was sunk before it began the moment the sparkle in her beautiful eyes became nothing more […]

i can fly but only if no one is watching not very high nor very far but trust me it is soaring

in any given situation there is a betterthanlikely chance i will make it weird sometimes it is catching some secondhand vibes seeing through the facade to the awkwardness but just as much i say the oddest possible thing because i lack the concept to simply think them i am a chaos gremlin disturbing the sanctity […]

i was planning impossible forevers she was planning her quick escape and no matter how often this repeats my wheezing heart remains nihilistic yet stubbornly hopelessly romantic there is nothing quite as pathetic as a poet entering the twilight years doggedly determined to find love again only to bludgeon it into a bruised canvas for […]

the heat is so oppressive it’s like after you get fresh ink and they wrap up the area with clingwrap but full body a sheen of sweat immediately forms as the still air draws every last drop of moisture to the surface minutes turn into excursions into a lake of fire the sheer cerulean stretches […]

the sun sucks the salt from my soul leaving crystals fallen in place of sweat excavating these concrete tombs a poor man’s archeologist sifting through society’s mounds of blowing trash no one for company except the sparrows and an attempted murder of assorted corvids

nine years since i opened the manic word depot which makes this the longest commitment i have maintained besides fatherhood in an entirely too bipolar lifetime probably because i am the only one in charge of this cathedral to ruin daily therapy sessions from a dime store philosopher realizing the older he gets the worse […]

greenland sharks live hundreds of years blindly swimming in freezing waters far from the sun parasites hanging from useless eyes no thought driven by instinct man considers itself the superior beast simply because of evolutionary accidents killing themselves and calling it progress i bet no greenland shark ever had to choose between paying rent or […]

it isn’t quiet but quiet doesn’t alwaysmeanpeaceful the fan planes circling cars racing by my heart thundering as i lay in bed sleep more a concept than actuality but a tenuous sort of peacefulness on its own merit i know what waits the kaleidoscopic arrayoffrozenmoments when each forever faded like embers on the stale heat […]

mania is like you can feel the rotation of the globe going so fast as everyone is tossed into orbit depression is when it all stops gravity reasserts itself dragging everything to the floor with the crushing weight of emptiness is it any wonder i am always chasing an unattainable high

there is a blisteredserenity in the transitive state just before falling asleep where the mind freeflows into a meditative fugue calling forth those longburiedmemories my last fluttering thought of her smile adeclarationofdamnation as i sink downdowndown into a helltinged void

a sense of sleep deprivation or a sleepy deprivation of sense serpentines subtly across her sighs a thorny discontent dyes the pale blue sky a desolation of pink as technicolor fades into an afterimage oferroneousblossomed promises of pain

i only saw the ramones live once in person and it ended up being their final tour didn’t know it then it was just a show i only saw the grateful dead live once in person and it ended up being jerry’s last performance didn’t know it then it was just a show i only […]

the dichotomous fracture in parading every flaw accentuating the fluctuating poles fully nude with only lowercase in which to scream and making excuses to not step outside to do the simplest things for fear of being seen is my tragedy of self even at their most superfluous surrealism the words are all that make sense […]

the commonality between diarrhea lettuce and ever increasing oil prices is one convicted rapist in a fully loaded diaper throwing a tantrum because the world wants justice for the children he abused and the elected officials are allowing it to happen someone make part of it make fucking sense how many need to die to […]

i was having a rather spirited conversation with technical support a circular sort of agonizing death by a thousand slices in the triple digit rancor of texas summer which ended with a few choices expletives and a defeated fool having to explain it all to an angry lady it took some doing but she finally […]

the incessant weight as calcified dreamshit sublimates to emptiness surely holds me down as summer’s wrath drains the color into a dessicated monochromatic hell a million mirrors refracting lasers to annihilate any foolish enough to attempt to break the cycle my last breath a whispered i love you lost amongst the garbage billowing

she warned me not to let the nihilism take too much hold at the edge of oblivion her words kept me from willfully falling a tether to terra firma when the call was too much until her silence mirrored the abyss a cessation of acknowledging the forested facade for the inevitability of slamming face first […]

there is a casual bit of hell in my every slow stare a taste of promised sin in the whispered words sending chills across your tender flesh a damnation by flame you cannot deny yourself the smallest touch of pain i can be your gentleman devil sending dreams to haunt your every waking thought the […]

my thoughts lack coagulance bleeding daydreams to stain the ground aroundhershapelysilhoutte with a despondently malignantfinality scattershot wishes penetrate the oily penumbra in flashes ofstarlightdelusion

woke with her name fresh upon my lips another dream stolen by the sun

automatons marching ever onward choking down a thousand inconveniences everyone i know is broken playing pharmaceutical roulette tostayonestepahead of potential side effects one to not feel one more for the nausea another for the heart this one makes that one less toxic the red one regulates the thyroid the blue one keeps it hard the […]

flavorlesscakeamid theoraticaldiuretics \i am famished/ faintly struggling while strapped atop the dining table fullyshavedlaidout spread eagle as the dieticians mark the choicest cuts potassiumbicarbonatesulfates plumpthegoosepimpledflesh she runs her pink tongue over ivory fangs dragging her manicuredtalons acrossherfuturefeast a fresh iv aseductivesolution of scintillating spices marinatingmusclature swayinginandout of consciousness universalentropy theallencompassing oroborosofourown incredible incompetence

her smile a curved blade carvingaway preconceived nonsensicalnotions at defining beauty but in the end i only had somuchlefttobleed she was gone noripplenosplash as the nightsky fell around me

her footprints trailed off in the sand i sat still as the surf lapped in a lunar lunacy lazily at the shore sailors long told tales of beautiful women born of sea foam who serenaded ships as they crashed upon the salt laden rocks each night i waited in a feverish desperation twisting seaweed into […]

her smile anillegalintoxicant increasing toxicity into an inebriatedly indecipherable series of ink blots a rancorous rorschach rambunctiously ravaging in a vertiginous whirlingdervish of pixelated painclusters as she sighs incessantforevers through the ossicles suspended in crystallinedisbelief vibrating a vapid viscous variance of vicious violence onto heartshattered visions of fading hope with every i love you exchanged […]

there is a garishness gleaming in silvery lies a tangibly bated delusory divinity defying definition she is the cold countenance delineating deliberately between disinterest and desperate desire

she carried herself with a staunchly demure air at odds with her natural pulchritudinous flair an earthbound goddess with long locks of goldspun hair monumental perfection in her simmering brown stare a storm of falling stars left the night sky in a heaving state of discombobulation unbalanced by emptiness marred with fading flashes while she […]

the difference between a human and a program trained by humans is the lack of that strange spark of emotion which cascades into inspiration you can run a scenario over and over again quantifying each and every variable without cracking it open then as the sky begins to bruise a breeze ripples through a web […]

freshflesh aching in expansion yearningforthefirstslice no space for patience inthissinuousdesperation forsensualsensationalism feverishdesire infullonfetiddementia too new to be broken alreadycravinganotherfix a rapid disintegration offabledfallacies achingforthenexthit ceruleanshiverscascade in oxygen starved declarations toward a forever undeserved

thoughts flickerchaotically tracing the curvature of her bloody smile inrazorsharpremembrance there is an effortlesseffervescence in her fanciful fusionofillusionary delusion leaving me bleedingoutbeneath a vortex of vertiginousvapors as her crooked grin fills the skies above

recklesslywreaking retchedwreckage inrecursiverevulsion black blood streams beneath a sliver of silvery diffusion

and the last prismis locked back in the cabinetfor another year. the leprechaunscan sleep peacefullyknowing their goldremains safe. the corporationsreplace signageeschewing rainbowsfor handicapableas the lgbtqiahibernatealong with allthe womenand african americans. maybe this is whynovember through januaryare so drearythe country covered ina dismality of white. never underestimatethe power of a calendarwhen it can reducewhole groups of […]

everynerveending is deadened operating at peak lack of fucks given beneath the sickly glow of a reddish moon i’d strap on a flamethrower and proceedtoburnthis entire fucking pit to greasy ash butican’tbebotheredwith anyofthishellishdissent

a half rabid bipolarsquirrel burying seeds insemisaltedsoulsoil forgotten fables in a pollution of metaphysical polyps popping a putrefaction of puerile pontifications purveying pallid platitudes of pain tiredly tending these turgid trenches trundlingaterrifying gait of ungraciously gregarious grumbling stumbling stammering a studious stagnation in strict denials slowly excising circulatory sensations in a swirling sickness of irregular […]

his forehead anacnescarred septicslick of greasy sweat filled craters hisvoluminous throat quivered while i watched in ahorrifiedcuriosity at this human hybrid ofapetulantbullfrog andahungrypelican wheezing in the summer heat waiting for his spine to thrust fromhisslobberyjowls a terrifying form of heat regulation oralongleatherytongue snatchingsnacksfromthe swarmofstingingflies inaneverpresentbuzzing aninterspeciesconglomerationsquattingonagoldeneggwaitingforthechickeninthecoreoftheworldtohatchandbringontheendofeverythingwithatrumpetingfart

is it normal to remind oneself they are human to act normal shoulders straight arms swinging eye contact smile not that much is that agony you’re human act like it but that’s the crux of it all a human being who finds being human unnatural seems incongruous to the natural order of things yet here […]

her eyes caught the sun flaring golden in a subtle diffusion of brown as i told myself not to stare into the glow beautiful women are much like an eclipse look too long and risk blinding yourself to anything else

the words coagulate inmythroat a sorrowful wheezing fillstheroom as her name spills limply acrossbluelips

no one wants to talk about the elephant in the room mostly for fear of startling it i assume yet they show no such compulsion when at the zoo i once read elephants think humans are cute so i doubt they would mind much if we occasionally acknowledged them if in fact there is one […]

it tooktwo and a halfyears to freethe last slaveson juneteenthignoring thecentury betweencivil war andcivil rightsand the sixtysome years sincewhich have shownno matter how farwe pretend to moveas a speciescertain unalienablerights remainconditional. the illusionaryunity shatteredthe moment theorange bigot normalizedmaking america hate againwhen the weak cowardsso threatened bya well spokenblack presidentwere allowed to ventone hundred and sixtysome […]

each new line another scab shed i couldn’t care less about the words it is the feeling as they freeflow that brings me back againandagainandagain and after eight years it is as intoxicating if not even more so than it’s ever felt i don’t understand people very well the words don’t seem to match the […]

this lifewill kill youwalking downthese streetsalone this worldwill fight youtearing downeverythingyou’ve known these wordswill slight youdelight youinvite youto another funeral these whimswon’t right youas the pitin your stomachgrows these windswill blight youstumbling onthrough theovergrowth their chainswill bind youuntil the roadyou roam isnot your own this emptinessdefines youand then you’ll seethis life goes ondespite you to […]

i see the world reflected in the windows of the brass skyscraper and can’t help but wonder which is the reflection am i a figment unknowingly traversing a backwards land is this the reason i have never truly felt as if i ever fit in does happiness live in the reflection shimmering behind a glass […]

the mind is a wonder of electrical impulses in a vat of chemicals navigating this delusionary world of dream each experience examined from a new perspective meaning nothing is perceived as exactly the same. each of us has the entirety of the universe inside our skulls and no true common frame of reference just the […]

a silvery diffusion in rainfall delusion does little to clear the grime clinging to the wheezing heart ofthiscarcinogeniccity oil streaks shimmer as pastel puddles send filthy plumes spraying adiredelugeofdetrius dripdripdrippingdread darkly unto dreamshatter

came down with a case of metaphysical laryngitis last week with the realization i had lost the will perhaps the ability to conversate with anyonewhatsoever after a long year ofseeingtherealityof humans being human. tribalistic idiocy groups of the loudest proclaiming themselves the most talented in an echo chamber of abyssmal delusion turning on one another […]

egos have a way of thinning the skin to where it seems the slightest breeze can collapse an author in seconds all smiles when public facing then snarls and claws when they think no one sees petty tyrants so stoned off of huffing their own farts they lose sight of reality they wage wars against […]

tar drips languidly from the carcinogenic cloud cover leaving a film coating each and every prayer so they sink to the overflowing gutters where they float amongst all of the best intentions. this carefully constructed solitude has settled into a permanence after being fed a steady diet of disinterestandsilence as it torrentially storms on a […]

it’s been almost a year of seclusion a patented refusal to continue trying to pretend like the games are worth the time. in my hermitage i discovered by going silent the universe fell into silence as well a confirmation of how unnecessary interactions truly were. the people whom i felt the closest autumnal leaves in […]

the crows are screaming in this half empty lowe’s parking lot as the sun bakes a certain sort of dessicated heartthistle across the shimmering skyline of wavering wonder halfway between dallas and fort worth where both meccas of concrete austerity may be mirages in a sea of asphalt a fool ponders the hellacious squawking of […]

its easy to lose sight of things when the president of the United States of America is a dementia addled, convicted rapist, and launches pointless wars at the behest of his puppet masters in a perverse plot of ever escalating global emergencies to keep what the entire world knows but just can’t seem to say […]

decided to grow a fucking beard to save myself having to stare into a mirror at a stranger’s face old man hank had it all figured out grow a long beard as an illusion of wisdom when really it’s to hide away i just can’t be fucking bothered shaping my van dyke i cannot see […]

there comes a singular moment when writing where all the incidental silken threads snap taut and the entire tale becomes a fully functional world it feels like skating across a frozen lake as the fissures race nipping your heels random decisions unveil a tapestry and everything finally makes sense not every story is fortunate enough […]

i had to shed my cells once again leavingbehind vivisections offadedyouth as i stubbornly cling to the sad truth these scars were carved onto someoneelseentirely i am no longer who you once thought you may have known but we both know you never cared how much you knew your assumptions always carried the weight and […]

i have to acknowledge there is no way all of the ideas in my brain will find there way to the page and still as i scribble the muse sings and eight more ideas are born all i do is writewritewrite words which remain mostly unnoticed an unpoetic poet too poetic to be taken seriously […]

the world is filled with an overabundance of absurd wonder when you stop sip a cup of coffee and really pick at the ever fraying edges we take for granted the sheer majesty inherent in the astronomical odds of an errant lightning bolt on the primordial ooze give all the glory for accidental creation to […]

i tend to mostly be a casual nihilist gleefully embracing the void just not quite ready for clove cigarettes or a black beret. drugs and masturbation help considerably.

the flashing colors in vertiginous splashes while the figures dance tirelessly through the ghostly masquerade as a fool watches afraid to comment as dreamthistle erupts in a scattered cacophony of heartfelt goodbyes i long to join them spinning in sheer madness as the pouty refractions in cratered lunacies dimly conveys meaningless stripped bare of any […]

burning sage to expel the darkness capturing the essence of auspicious dread slowly working this half formed fear into full on panic coaxing out anxieties to coalesce into a tale of bubbling madness dripping toxic tar to stain the page the real insanity is shaping the next tale while strangling every last bit of agony […]

ever since the rupture of my plantar fascia i have found a pervasively foul mood has taken root in my cavernous skull perfect fodder for spinning horror not so good for spilling out pints of brackish blood to foul the waters i have stopped dreaming never settling deeper than the barest hint of sleep leaving […]

there are moments where everything i attempt goes to shit almost immediately the fool with the minus touch converting wonder into tepid disinterest

the problem with a good mystery is eventually the answers come to light and rarely do they live up to expectation certain secrets retain interest in the unsolvable while most lose all wonder in the mundanity seeking understanding can suck the magic out of the moment but humans cannot leave well enough alone then commiserate […]

my heart played a blast beat along rattling ribs as she bared ivory fangs eighty-eight teeth like keys playing the theme to jaws along my cardial nerve lovelustorfear her smile contains each in a rabid equality sending my fightorflight into overdrive the best trips carrytheworstpossible side effects yet i keep popping pills to hide defects […]

had been procrastinating the end of a story finding other obsessions to delay the inevitable drop off once a tale is done i have some difficulties letting go occasionally it’s funny how much i love being alone while always dreaming of something else when i stare into the void i see myself in my unnatural […]

sarcasm is one of the few opportunities where a sledgehammer can be used for delicate precision in surgical slices as well as to simply bludgeon a point love and hate may be forever linked as two halves of the same coin while sarcasm seems to be love’s distant cousin having taken a divergent path love […]

a gray deluge the city no more than a smudge blotting out the dour horizon the rain runs chaotic pathways down the glass mocking the frantic lane changes by drivers desperate to shave seconds off the commute a perfect day for unpoetic longing chalkdust dreamshatter pulling every hue into a black sluice spinning endlessly around […]

the near constant temptation tolighteverythingonfire and dance nude as the flames slowlyconsumeme butterfly kisses across bare musculature strippedcleanofflesh and self misconceptions shifting to ashes swirling around her icy discontent a true artist with the right mixture ofashandtears could paint a masterpiece in everlastingagony the shadow of her smile a perfectly pointed tip from which to […]

this room stretches foreverandever in every direction. i sit perpendicular to nothing an impossibility hovering. a pregnant pause instructuredcalamity. an abstraction inabsurdapprehension aspiring to expire lostinarecursivemoment whileselfradicalizing selfacttualizing. afracturedfractal selfishlyinsufficient asthefrictioninfiction revealsaviciousviscosity venting dreamshatter in our spiraling demise. i am almost certain i was never here.

rupturedtendonenrapturedtension insomnialexistenceanxietalrampage got up early for a day of drugs and agonized limping half consciously singing along as the dwarves railagainstnormalcy. told the doctor unless he could put a bullet in the orange cocksucker doing his best to set the world on fire four weeks off my feet were as likely as true love or […]

there is a whimsical brass toad smoking a pipe while reading outside of the leasing office as gray cloud rush northernly toward what i can only imagine is trouble. i find myself unable to muster a miniscule amount of anything except an abridged apathy as i sit waiting. the world is still a shit show […]

there is an occasional solidness to this solitude where i forget there is more than obsessively world building and video games in the world moredulcettones than just empty tapping of my thumbsonscreen everything feels obscure and insincere clouded by ambitions or secret agendas and the less i venture out the more i see noonenotices myabsenceatall […]

my first love wasn’t the horror which filled my childhood home (in the written form) but the worlds of dragons and magic i didn’t feel my writing was quite up to snuff to attempt my own stab at high fantasy but now the thought has worked deeply into my brain and i am obsessed with […]

the weather was too perfect to not drive with the windows down knowing the pollen was dangerous and would lead to a sinus infection. now i long to feel the breeze on my swollen cheek as the trees blur into a static verdancym i am aware my particular poisons only lead to pain yet the […]

one day scholars will argue if any of this social media age was ever really real at all or just a symptom of mass delusion as billions reckon with the knowledge all of this from holy book to true love was meaningless a grand facade as we destroyed the only viable habitat in all the […]

gone gone the gangrenous garrison of hope corpse plucked clean by gregarious figures wrapped in ephemeral cloaks of ego twitching in time to the rigors as mortis settles legions of snarling dogs snapping at bloody scraps slowly starving while the fruits of their labor remain reserved a skinless hoarde seduced by salinity in an unseemly […]

an albatross is considered either an ill or good omen at sea which feels like a cop out there shouldn’t be either or in superstitions no half measures no depending on an albatross isn’t concerned with ominous portents of any form or fashion it just wants to go where ever the lodge stone in its […]

the thunderstorm adds an ambiance in audacious chatter as angine de poitrine plays mata zyklek in a fury inside i sit stunlocked in a loop so long starving an olive branch extended without a few actual olives feels like a slight without a salve to sooth the savagery of a thousand tiny cuts issued in […]

people will cut you out because they are far too busy so very important turning relationships professional then feel as if they can act unprofessional amongst friends without showing any friendship until it suits them i supply the art and seem to only ever receive excuses in lieu of services rendered

every day tiny wounds linger the closer to septic the system grows. willfully ignoring them can become unrecoverable. but some people stand so boldly in public yet let their cowardice override doing what needed done months ago to prevent things festering. hell what do i know? this fever hasn’t abated in nearly a year now.

i stood maybe half a mile from a busy highway watching a majestic black vulture with whitebandedwings feast on an unfortunatesquirrel while a turtle craned its long neck toward the sun while lazily perched on a half submerged log in a pond all around us an indecent squalor plastic billowing distant engines spewing pollutants yet […]

it isn’t the state of constant anxiety as much as how wrong everything feels in those rare moments of calm. caught myself daydreaming as i drove put my foot down to end the nonsense and ended up speeding to the next red light as i excise all hope for anything more than this bountiful harvest […]

i was asked nicely to no longer use my camera during meetings because while i have made advances in not calling out bullshit loudly thanks to mute i apparently manage to scream it with each of my facial expressions. i asked to just not be invited. it is a war of attrition. anyone who wants […]