she isn’t just a serpent lurking venom dripping her reticulated network of lies spreads throughout the tall grass commiting character assassination from her lair of insanity weaving lies among gifts to assert control over victims then lashing out and burning it all because she believes she is above repercussions one day the snake queen will […]

anxiety has taken me hostage no negotiation simple demands end this atrocity masquerading as existence or the stomach lining gets ulcerated

in the heart of sheer chaos a fool sits loupe affixed using tweezers to stack fractals the trade off between a too open heart and a labyrithian mind makes the shifting soulshallows treacherous nigh impossible to navigate without a trustworthy guide i think he drowned somewhere south of the last disaster in phantom pantomime if […]

a consistent compression keeps the hair coil spring in a state of tension unyielding i have always had a fascination with watchmaking the complex gears moving in unison to mark the passage of a man-made convention i chase the high in fixing complex devices because as one of the irrevocably broken it gives a faint […]

one of my many manymanymanymany faults is easily idealizing things letting my brain color outside of the lines even as i see the truth the only time i am truly amazed is at the abject cruelty humans display as confidently as a peacock strutting this says more of me the apathetic fool yawning as the […]

i cannot hold back the torrent of tears i fear this storm will wash a fool away god’s mechanical heart wheezes as divinity is replaced with electrons a holy binary for the bipolar choir i weep endlessly for the transition as i slowly petrify giving my humanity to pacify the avarice in dullwitted deification a […]

i have a special place for all the broken because us misfits didnt choose to be different it isn’t easy not fitting in feeling alone in crowded rooms i was born skinless in this ocean of emotional dissonance where everything is always too fucking much so if you need to sit a spell in the […]

the tourbillon keeping my heart beating in time to the wobble of this desolate rock no longer seems to negate the effects of gravity leaving an oblong deformation to ventricles venting atrial anxieties in visceral vanity yet the purpose of the tourbillon remains an unnecessary accessory the same as the heart of a pedantic poet

the birds sing at seven o’clock a sure sign spring has certainly sprung bluebonnets and pastel colors fill a frantic fool with a lingering longing for more than the nothingness which makes the world feel ever so hollow a series of nesting dolls growing smaller chocolate bunnies and sheer desperation

i can feel when i slip too far the obsessive compulsions begin to wire my day it starts innocently a mantra to calm my head which becomes a repetition which becomes a light burning until i am knotted up trying to perform rituals i know are ineffectual i drive a lot one of the early […]

despite the dreariness hovering heavily the birds sing of better times to come. this is a lie i tell myself as morning dawns and i seek a spark to motivate away from cozy ideation. liquefied in a blanket cocoon yet never emerging as anything except lesser than what i was yesterday even farther from who […]

ambivalence is a disease yet apathy remains the path of least resistance and current, even rapidly oscillating, just yearns to go home. even if we have no fucking idea if home actually truly exists. i would like my ashes blended into eyeglass frames so i can see the world from someone else’s point of view […]

if things are orderly i pick apart the edges until it all falls to pieces. yet i thrive in chaos. if given the time to overthink myself into oblivion i will most certainly obliterate existence. when thrust into roiling chaos i snatch disparate threads to weave into abstract wonder. i feed off of my environment […]

i am mute a mannequin standing in the window staring out at an incomprehensible hellscape of fading color splotches undefined in molecular dismay. lashed to the stern a figurehead carved in constant turmoil straining against the lunacy of the ocean lost in the refractions salt crusted over hazel dissociations.

i would scream but there is no one to hear me so i sit lost reading scribbling accomplishing absolutely nothing. i doubt i truly exist in any meaningful way. i convert oxygen into carbon dioxide likely ineffectively and occupy space away from everyone those i thought were close were merely tropical delusions farther away than […]

it becomes dificult not knowing why you are being used and just sad when whatever use you had ends without any warning as much as i wish to be human i can never quite understand these self centered machinations nothing is really real just footnotes in a discarded journal being scribbled by an autistic god […]

you know the saying, dance as if no one is looking? this is my approach to writing. if i stopped and considered anyone reading my words i would be paralyzed with self doubt. humans prefer to pick scabs expose themselves in a private setting it is why bathrooms have doors. i live life performing the […]

a manic mapmaker with a matchbook setting fire to all the roads leading to lingering agonies a malodorous malady in insipid inquiries with no answers sidting through the ashes of photogenically catastrophic memory lapses the hunchback poet carrying a satchel filled with glass slippers discarded in hasty retreats a disarming prince uncharming lighting fire to […]

lightning flash fries arterial stutters whiteknuckled as the mania grabs ahold launching a fool into an orbit where the pieces of who he wished he could have been float aimlessly around a blue orb so far from home

all we can do is all we can do no matter how much we wish it were different. if i were normal maybe i could find happiness but no one has managed to show me what normal is as of yet. and everyone seems miserable. maybe abnormal is in the eye of the beholden. nobody […]

a miracle wrapped in a stifling miasma a patchwork quilt of stillborn poetry anomenablessingasin the itchy insides of a funeral suit bare buttocks upon silken lining interred six feet from sunlight i am a confusion in half cocked culmination a series of lines left unspoken for an attention defecit disaster spread over the burnt crust […]

bronze horses trapped midgallup as i drive through the overly complicated complex in search of the loading dock to the science museum so i can service the postage machine signs for the rodeo and golden glove boxing flap in the wind while men in orange vests wander on golf carts in another iteration the horses […]

i knew it was you through the dreamhaze when i woke to find the paint blistered around my bed phantom scars burning down my tender flesh and a breathlessness only you could truly inspire spent so long manic all i can do is sleep yet there is no rest when every dream is lacerated by […]

the building gives off vibes of the cold war fabricated concrete beams lined with dour black slits this is the same sort of place franz came to work at when following his father’s advice to be a success the kind of tomb which kills a soul yet i am positive it could withstand the first […]

everywhere i turn there are plastic demons stealing the personalities of real humans being so they can hide how truly empty the hollow cadavers they pilot really are pretending to be smiling happy people when the bitterness of their cyanide truths are exposed they attack applying misdirection confusing the herd unaware how easily the carnage […]

snarling and snapping the bad side of the cycle leaves a taste of batteries pervading my mouth as another sigh escapes to fall flaccid flailing for a sense of hope in a sea of bitter dreamfilth

a tentative drive through pockets of perilous precipitation face awash in brake lights as the mechanical beetles crawl down the highway slipslipslipping into another dimension where leylines linger linearly upon the faults between tectonic trepidations alliterative aspersions cast in dissociative howls echoing apathetically amid weathered wisps and tombstones

the floor is lava the air filled with carcinogenic particulates as a fool sits on a granite throne carved from the tombstones of all those let down by borderline paranoia lost in the shifting sands turned to a glass prison as the floor flows in floes of lackluster magnanimous magma oozing from these open weeping […]

the thunder which shook your bedroom the entire evening was just my heartbeat as i woke from a dream in which you were in my arms where you belong only to find this erroneous iteration of reality where the chasm separating our souls is a tempest threatening to destroy the universe itself

the rain has been relentless the same as the ache from missing her eventually the storm has to pass and i can ache in the sunlight miserable and warm once again it’s all about perspective

a woodpecker has joined the flock and the mockingbirds have made the subtle ratatattatting into a chorus of constant dischordant tapping the sparrows sit staring in at me expecting a fair shake of seed in the face of this incessant chatter i fall into the staccato murmuring odes to hearts gone completely feral

a despondent responder sparking pondering a reticule of ridicule in a semitransient state somewhere between sublimation and shimmery suffocation the park is still the weight of sunlight pressing down upon stagnancies of brown broken bitterly by flashes of nascent verdancy i could have slept another three hours catching glimpses of your smile slashing the miasmal […]

part of me wants nothing more than to get lost in the jungles of tasmania i struggle as the kids become adults with finding anything to tether me here yet i have never been camping so this newest infatuation is just an ideation in circular terms when i say that i don’t feel as if […]

i see the appeal of rollercoasters but faulty receptors compounded with inherited traumas make most everyday a death defying ride on the bipolar express add a few heaping tablespoons of fine borderline pepper and you have yourself the most exciting temporary forever you could imagine until you pull the emergency brake and make a great […]

i never sought a juliet capulet preferring to pen tragedies of my own less shakespearian and more hastily stitched together with safety pins they romanticize sid and nancy as if they were anything more than strung out junkies with an indecent amount of sudden undeserved fame true love is when lux looked at ivy microphone […]

fermenting in the gradual fragmenting where a soul becomes a glimmer of former glory a shadow lurking in the hollows where vermin snapandsnarl at the fetid wind blowing over the open sewer where dream dies tucked in snug as bug in a rug with an itchy funeral shroud two cool coins over my eyes and […]

the sparrows line the balcony ledge trilling softly as the dawn breaks while a fool sits freshly showered a loose ball of yarn slowly unraveling in a state of semi tangibility searching the baby blue penumbra for an easy escape i fall apart swiftly an i love you whispered into the howling gales a paper […]

the discomfort when the madness strikes sudden confusion trying to figure out the where of it all occasionally the when holding it together while racing the cracks as everything splinters trying not to catch stray shrapnel as ancient pains swell bubbles of this toxic miasma floating forming cysts along tarnished sanity along deviant hopes for […]

another night in agony incapable of finding any sort of relief i consider a trip to the hospital where i can stay in a designer straightjacket it is that or take a more permanent type of pain dismissal it is all too fucking much for someone who can’t make himself go outside regularly

life feels detestable and i find myself not having fun everyone is playing some game not chess their feeble minds couldn’t grasp the subtlety inherent though they seem to see everyone as little pawns perhaps these words will gain value once i am no longer spitting them out

the internet has a way of giving certain individuals a sense of importance or superiority they do not deserve by feeding egos unleashing the monsters they always were the difference being now they have a platform for their audacious fuckery whereas before they were forced to act human if the people you surround yourself with […]

neither recused nor excused the culpability in crushing collusion leaving little but windswept shrapnel in the form of a heart embedded in the headboard where swollen dreamcatchers drip pent up bile scorchmarks on the bedpost and another nightmare cast in flesh then loosed upon the frightened villagers i am a pinball rejected reflected desperate to […]