teetering to and fro uncertain footing staring into the boötes void which is the truest representation of a poet’s soul an overgratuity where various seething pools of emptiness congregate in a coagulation of whispering woes i am the darkness teasing with waves of inebriated nothingness in a consensually swaying obsolescence where deepest desires deteriorate dully […]

my brain is a rabid rabbit gnawing at the inside of my cavernous skull shivering at the edge of the most delightfully worrisome madnesses as silvery bells tolltolltoll the moon is alive with trickery a toothy grin in cratered repose blistering lunacy in multicolored pinwheels of stab stabby light can you hear the voices softly […]

the birds screamat the chalkdustmoon in a tumultuouslysequestered madnessunder wan blue skies driftingcarelessly throughpast participlesmy passive voicesounding out dismayshifting tensesto become adiscreetlysubliminal series ofdesecrated hymnalsmuttered dullyby pivotal criminals the sparrows arefrantically hoppingbegging for thesun to at lastcrest the horizon time is spastic ashoarfrost slowlyspreads across myorgans leaving a chillin crackling whorlsdementedly numbingspacial anomaliesas flash frozen […]

i left my voice somewhere back in ozarks and my heart om a deck overlooking a bush shaped like a bunny

the world is sallow a blaisé anemia swaddled in amnesiatic blisterpacks swollen with lost dalliances in a rambunctiously roiling incontinence of frustrated echoes memories pop a sudden recollection in momentary regressions haunted by a past of faded dementias anamnestic in the battering of incidental images sullenly suffusing the blank slate pitted and scarred from random […]

the finch and the falcon sit staring one in regal repose the other mockingly staring out a yellow jester beholding the queen’s royal court as the the seering sun rises high over a fool so far from home yet suddenly in proximity to his old one while staring like a finch at the falcon sitting […]

i still remember the first night we brought her home she lay crying in her bassinet until i cradled her close to me the entire night i remember racing to the hospital and hearing her heartbeat and in that moment knowing i would fight god to keep her safe that i was wrapped around her […]

the starlightseems sharper whenthe wind screamsthrough the windowthe acceleratortouches the flooryou are a streakan unguided missileroaring for oneglorious head oncollision with theever calling void i am a cometperpetually propelledin salacious solitudethroughout eternitypraying for onegravitational tugto send me flyinginto foreign soila smoking furrowfurloughs longa fitting end toa beleaguered bastard

a jar filledwith moonbeamsthree teeth ofindeterminateorigins restingin a spiderwebcovered molcajeterow upon row ofoversaturateddreamcatcherslining the wallsto form a faradaycage to keep the sixsomnambulistic faeriesfrom fading to dustas a faint longingswirls sadly throughforgotten windchimesunswayed by thestilted animositybetwixt solemndjinns dejectedlydispelling wishesas feverishly asthey can be mutteredand the disinterestin the faintlyvacant stare ofsparrows hopping

everythingis just sorelentlesslyeverythingall of thefucking time it needsto kindlystop beingoverwhelmingin its grittyeverythingnessjust untilthe bandsrelease andcool aircan ticklemy uvulaa moment’ssilence tostraighten outmy stilted pulsefind my centerand just tryto rememberto breathe an umbrellain an earthquakedoing nothingto shelterfrom thefalling chunksof manic debris some dayseverything justbecomes sofucking muchrelentlessly gratingall of thefucking time

we are all maggots squirming along the fetid corpse of wonder gluttonously feeding on the detritus shed leaving only dreamshit fossils grains of sand lost in the bottom bulb in an eternity of supple regrets i stagger in the strobing effect of unfulfilled promises flashing with every blink uncertain if i exist in the now […]

you can quote socrates or sing along to op ivy but until you finally accept you know so very little compared to the vast knowledge floating loosely in the æther you’re only really fooling yourself

i feel your absence so strongly some days it is as if a piece of my broken has dislodged itself from my heart and technicolor floods my chest cavity grown from the saccharine my empty mind pumps all day an amateur astronaut performing a space walk untethered to the vessel ill prepared to do anything […]

maybe if during the next great tragedy instead of sending thoughts and prayers we all gang up and try to guilt god into doing something besides take up space in our imaginations if the divine maker gets credit for all of the beauty then the motherfucker gets the blame as well if we were created […]

misery comesknocking at the doorfour in the morningand she needscompany as the longweekend fades intoanother week ofrepetition of thesame ingrained routinesthat do nothing exceptsummon her wispy form a bezoar of tarnishedrazor wire spinningever faster in thepit of my hollowshredding tissue paperorgans in the plastictorso of a semi sentientpartially poetic everfailing sex doll a malevolent cloudof […]

muting the mutiny in my pirate ship of a brain as i sit in the crow’s nest looking through a spyglass out into a world i have issues making out considering a controlled lobotomy to quiet the tremulous bits of gray matter a reverse flowers for algernon where the fool slips into blissful ignorance as […]

there’s a glitch random static a corruption in my code rebooting into infinity a schismatic error cycle in recombinant scraps of dna it isn’t birdsong at all random notes buffering in crackling bursts i scream unheard in a vortex of pure white noise a blizzard whipping spastically in a feedback loop

owls orspidersi can’t tellbut i feeleyes on meeven inthe darkness i don’trightly knowwhat theyexpect to see a manic assholeself destructinghis way throughthe absurdityof existencein a public displayof emotional nudity the spidersskitter acrossmy brainfeeding on mymadness growingfatter as the owltwists its headuntil i grow dizzysilent wingstalons tearingacross my scalpseeking the plumpmorsels hiding they stareunblinkingunaware i haveno […]

the people are so happy to be at buc-ees if you’ve never been to one take every single american stereotype dip it in barbeque sauce and serve it with a side of the cleanest restrooms on the highway but they meander gawking and stopping as if this is a mythical land of the american dream […]

atlas bears the weight of the heavens yet it is but a fraction the weight of loss born by my loved ones today we can try and help shoulder the burden they carry allow them a brief momentary relief from the agony atlas bears the weight of the heavens grown heavier by one new soul […]

i shouldhave sold candysmall little treatsto rot your teethrather thanbiting littleodes that rotyour sugary soul nine out of tencardiologistsrecommend candybecause onceyou’ve becomea poet’s focusheroin is farleas detrimental this stuff i ampeddling will leavean aching cavityin your chestno amount of novacainecan begin to numbas you writheneeding a little more you could becomeone of the childrenof the […]

he seethes the moon bright in his eyes lost in the diffusion of golden light through the branches softly sung serenades of surrendering hang themselves in thirteen loops around his throat chalkdust hangs a blizzard in may of belabored spectacle a mayhem of hells gently flickering just out of reach

been inside my head a little too much today i don’t like it very much facing things carefully packed away searching for the me i lost some ways back down the road the current iteration fears the old one will rewrite me i don’t want to go away i barely even hate it here

i feel like a rusted bucket spilling out my blood quicker than the inclement storms can top me back off again my instincts are screaming to hide i am far too vulnerable and everything is confusing wheezing dust dried blood cells caught in the crevices of arterial plaque the saddest self mocking snow globe in […]

i can’t find any comfort in my own skin as the sky goes from ominous to crystal clear azure illusion fluctuating mocking me as i vibrate in confused misery smaller i shrink as faulty processors deconstruct ancient code into a series of chemical flashes an acetate perversion overlaid on truths held self evidence as i […]

i speak in metaphors yet take everything literally so when there is a disconnect the fool talking to the fucking sparrows is likely the cause

ace of spadesat full volumeas the coffeemaker sputtersthe vise gripsqueezes outlavender arcsand if i let itthe day will beawash in ephemeraldarkness and lostinstead i stutterjerk in a spasticrictus as iggyscreams aboutbeing my dogoverloading theflashes into asonic haze asbatteries soakmy tongue andthe stinging nettlesraise angry redreminders to thebest laid plans ofmice and fools a creature ofcarefully […]

nirvana is the moment when the mania calms and before the depression swells where the hyperbolic mask slips and the world is a sublime watercolored dream the peaks and valleys even out emotions trickle rather than constantly pummeling me into submission i exhale love serendipitously between gasps a lightning rod firmly planted in a bipolar […]

my songbird has her final choir recital this evening and while every part of me longs to see her spread her wings and fly she is my baby girl i know i cannot stop this world from enacting the price it takes from each of us i cannot be there to hold her or protect […]

the clouds kiss the asphalt as the city lays swaddled in a sleepy fog steel gray wisps i tunnel through as the canary in my chest flutters against the bars of its ivory bone cage as fumes flood the centralized nervousness shivering wandering ripples in the haze hovering around me

at my lowest i optimized nihilism nowadays i feel as if it has transitioned into a contentious optimistic nihilism a hopeful understanding this irrational existence is one of uncontested beauty absolutely meaningless but stunning the birds sing joyous in the sprinkling drops of a sudden spring shower as i chase rainbows glimmering over the freshly […]

a lone treesilhouetted bythe spectrallybillowing gray dust devilsdrifting pasttattered wisps ofspiderwebbedsins in a slowswarm awaitingthis new hell slowlysauntering ontothe indistinctsmear of a horizon vivisected inearly morning deliriumsa vicious virudescencevanquishing dreamin a vivaciouslyvivid indifference a lone treesilhouetted inan undulatingdisruption of gray

there’s abuzzingas if anotificationhas vibratedyet my phoneis in my handinnocentlynotificationfree the storyis flowingi am tensedfrom tryingto maintaina present tensewhere pasttenses unravelmy brain still the buzzsounds offtwo times for thethird timei sift throughthe coffee tablecubbies seekinga phantom phonei know doesnot exist i try totap out somepithy yetultimatelyvacuous prosebut now i sitpast tensedwaiting forthe buzzing so focusedon […]

breath fogs against the glass unveiling hidden symbology in the reordered atomic dissention of silica sand an ancient pact illuminated in the beading mist of expelled dread compounded into tiny grains of windshattered shell superheated and forced into a rigid crystalline structure overlaid with silver strata to reflect the dejected stare lost in the secret […]

i am buffering driving in a storm already blown past the clouds long parted for cerulean lies sunlight interspersed with rain a conflict in static bursts as i drive the same half mile in fractal malformations fragmenting in a deluge of delusions blinded by the refracting reflections growing into infinity in my prismatically looping gaze

so many words i long to speak except i let my tongue remain sheathed in silence for so long they no longer know how to tumble out instead they unsteadily accumulate in my throat.

i drift aimlessly between apathetic and apprehensive a tumbleweed blowing through a no man’s land of wavering constitution detached from yet excruciatingly aware of reality an associate’s degree in the art of dissociation working on a doctorate in sucidal ideation skipping innocuously through a hailstorm of razored dissent pockets full of apple seeds and cherry […]

the moodhas settled intoa malaiseas the minutestick closerto leaving anxietyan iron maideninterwoveninto subcutaneouslayered regretdigging deeperthrough eachstrained breath sundays area toxic tidalslammingagainst the crumblingshore of joy i sit smokingas the cliff facefalls around meindifferentlysquintinginto the setting sununderstandingeven as it allfalls apartfor some unknownfucking reason i will stillbe here a semi sentientimplement ofself destructionedging outinto eternity

lost in the swirl a cinnamon rasen carefully spun between golden dough kneaded and cut as sunlight spreads to ignite the stillness with notes of earthy aromas a hoarfrost of icing lazily pooling on the superheated glass filling each crevice with a sinuous glaze of delightful sweetness lost in the subtle beauty of sleepy creation […]

light flowsthroughmy collection ofscars andshimmeringinsignificances my micronthin membranefluctuatesin the morningbreeze as ifloat on fitfully an oil slickedbubble wobblingthrough a bipolarhellscape ofstabbing thornsand winsome smiles extracting beautyfrom my septicemiascrawling notesof loving intentin this blackenedcoagulation of hope

stiff bristles stained cup fingers tremble purple drips a staccato beat onto the beige drip drip drip the hiss of steam as the sun rises to half paint a sky of incipient hells the paper flutters or perhaps it is my heart as it contemplates the necessary brush strokes to watercolor the weekend in shades […]

you’d think as often as the anxiety visits it would be a familiar friend it feels the need to remind me the sky is falling even as i sit bathed in blue picks apart the threads of joy until everything is a tangled mess cannot take a hint to leave lamenting things as yet to […]

he spent years a lowly pauper begging at the doorway to the house of eros threadbare spirit tattered yet he remained devout despite the agonies let loose in a storm of quivering heart shaped arrows shaking a bowl of unread declarations existing in the blindspot of divinity in service of sanguine serendipities a beggar on […]

it is so still the only sounds are the ceiling fan wobbling and my heart playing a drum solo over the fevered notes of longing strumming in the dark the mad kimg of the sparrows pacing all night lomg the floor littered with failed attempts at capturing perfection

what is a poet but a half cocked philosophy drop out espousing on rhetoricals and seeking to define ethereal ideals with a cocksure sense of stupidity misquoting greats misspelling those sloppy heartfelt declarations mistaking kindnesses and misusing drugs using big words to hide the tiny thoughts less a writer than a deluded stage magician seeking […]

reeling asthe concussivearcs racein lavenderstreaks pittingthe inside ofmy hollow skullrandom blackeneddots formingthe firmament ofmy desperate pleas fluctuatingbetween the gapsin god’s crooked smileseeking thepunchline incosmic inequity a jacob’s ladderof manic voltageeroding eraser tipswith every singlesecond guessrefracted in theozone sizzling asamethyst plasmacarves furrows inmy gelatinous truthto trap moonbeamsswollen with sighs each blink paintswatercolored halosdistorting the roomso i […]

the coffee percolates over the chaos of trilling birdsong a sweeping sound rustling the pages of books haphazardly scattered about the room from another insomnial losing effort pencil shavings drift across the coffee ringed table the entire world feels electrified my leg bounces along with the frenetic energy suffusing the air all around me as […]

latelyi haven’t beenas obsessedwith writingpoetry insteadi have beenliving it pays the sameand i don’thave to hidebehind metaphors i thinki am tiredof hiding i may notsee myselfbut i canidentifythe epicenterin this greatrippling waveof devastation my heartbeatleaves designsetched in the siltcalling outin flashes ofhazel distortionto summon thejellyfish swarmin a ballet ofdelicious stings less obsessedwith writingthe poetrythan running […]

a brown mouse sits whiskers twitching as the breeze sweeps through the fields of lavender blooms crouching low as the shadows circle high above little heart hammers in a sudden flash of deadly exposure wings spread lazily drifting on thermals coalescing between concrete spires staring unblinkingly at fluttering fields of fresh flowers a blur of […]

a crickettrapped in anivory skullbatters itselfto be freeknowing there isno escaping theconfines of thiscavernous hellawash in anoversaturation ofblind dismissals the dry crackingof yesterday’ssundered smileswind swept as leaveslittering thecreases of a brainbruised from theconcussive blowsof furiously delfectedmisguided attentions a lonesomecrickettrapped in thishollowed outhallowed hallwaysetched fromheartfelt hellsvibratingin the darknessa song ofloving agonies

i was once someone’s dream i guess they must have woken up and i don’t know what to do with myself so i sit patiently hoping they dream of me once more

my heart is a dyslexic dictionary with no rosetta stone just dead end dreamscapes in the moments between bated breaths i am the hesitation in your pulse as your fingers trace the paths you long to feel my tongue lazily follow trusting the inherent sense of direction to lead to the kind of happy conclusion […]

how do you rectify knowing despite how you bleed your suffering does not pacify the masses insatiable desire for familiarity in a stagnancy of similar flotsam your art is little more than a billboard faded and half peeled off by the ceaseless howling gales once vibrant now pixels picked apart by the bored hands of […]

love notes fluttering over unmarked minefields an explosion of technicolor heartdander igniting the electric purple clouds into neon epitaphs for the forevers we squandered

i carry a tiny silver hammer to shatter the delusions grown as scales over my sinful stare a panted liturgy kneeling on the remnants of yesterday’s purloined promises the growing pool of crimson indecisions unheeded in the midst of prayer a million eyes staring through cracked mirrors as i glide smokily incongruent a phantom kiss […]

my happiness is a castle made out of sand and my mind is the seawater dissolving the foundation eroding the firmament with an unacceptance this cathedral is one i deserve i don’t see the world the same way others do and i don’t see myself at all a walking smudge light bending around my wavy […]

a cardinal ashamed of his crimson cloak stoically bashing his hollow skull against the tree trunk hoping to become a woodpecker so frazzled they strapped him to a telescoping stage and forced him to perform once an hour the mad king of the sparrows a flash of vermillion darting from his own dire reflection fearing […]

the sky is picture perfect a little too pristine in azure glory spilling out between perfect fluffy clouds my mind picks out irregularities a congruence of similar shapes almost copied and pasted over the dallas skyline my pulse spikes as i am unable to differentiate if it is stunningly real or cunningly constructed am i […]

the thoughts bounce off of the impossible corners of my brain echoing back in a feedback loop of distorted cries until a wall of unbridled fury pummels dream into a fine slurry and i am left gasping as the rain falls yet i cannot seem to differentiate the sorrow from the reverberations of my own […]

i am alone on the roof of the parking garage overlooking the campus under a billowing gray as a falcon sits with a regal scowl listening halfheartedly to me spill out these desires in a hazy infusion of lavender hued adorations to crackle motes of dander inciting a riot of indecnt shades and electrified need […]

the soundtrack is stuck on a loop the birds sing the same melody a dischordiant seven note dirge for the sleepy sun an agitation of fluttering noise a sonic distortion tearing through my papermache skull impregnating the nascent day with cantankerous wails today is a tuesday of that there can be little doubt i long […]

there is a tick tick ticking in my skull growing louder as the frustration steadily mounts the sparrows find the ledge and tap at the window and i remember how to breathe once more skinless in this steadily falling unsterile salinity screaming my love at the uncaring universal disdain reflected in my hazel disconnection

i have a coffee cup with my book on it i use as an ashtray when friends who smoke come over. not that there aren’t ten mismatched mugs i never use it’s just i harbor no delusions. i will leave little more than a half filled urn along with a few scars desperately scratched deep […]

if i had one wish i would wish all of your wishes came true what else could i possibly need knowing you are content the sunrise your smile sylvia and coffee exactly enough to eradicate the darkness suffusing my sleepy brain

rain threatens to fall downdowndown as i sit with my legs dangling over the edge of the spiraling drain i am dizzy eyes spinning with those tempestuous waves singing softly of slowly slipping downdowndown to settle into the silt

i sit captive as my brain spins anxieties each easily shattered yet they swarm slowly riddling me full of holes until i can’t help but collapse my torn flesh is consumed leaving just a pockmarked skull grinning winsomely toward the morning star to gleam dully from glaring empty sockets if i don’t move i will […]

for the longest i thought that i was a stray atom a comet destined to strafe those inhabitable orbs wobbling off in their own orbits self contained by invisible shells indifferent to the lonely folly in frozen prose one too many close calls left me careening out in the irradiated emptiness of needing some space […]

if you listen real closely the sparrows sing of my love a free song unburdened by the weight of invisible scars the joyful sound picked from my incessant rambles over an endless barrage of coffee they don’t care that i cannot look in the mirror or when my sadness smothers me under its unbearable weight […]

instantly anxiety hits i know i am home but my mind cannot tell if it is one of the many hotels dissociating familiar folly and i want to be home but i know it doesnt fucking matter where i am it’s all the same brownwood or sweetwater or marshall or wherever i cannot escape myself […]

i have the most beautiful poem in my mind yet the words refuse to fall through the veil of sadness draped over my broken mind and i refuse to taint the image with this sorrow that has tinged so many of my quixotic lines i choke down goodbyes settling for the way they tear my […]

no one could accept me until i accepted myself and i was locked in a downwardspiral hiding away scared in a hell perpetuated by my own miswired self deception an improved take on the same bipolarity with a shiny new acceptance for the sudden shifts unreliant upon the vacuous gaze of insecure goddesses who only […]

i wonder if the captain of the titanic prescribed to the notion you find exactly what you need the moment you stop looking seems an even gamble on finding happiness or sending an old whore’s necklace to the bottom of the ocean life is absurdity bubbling up from the insular hells we inhabit but occasionally […]

tracing the vibrations traveling in her low moan as my lipsteethandtongue explore the hollow of her elegant neck my fingers deftly trace hungry symbols down the curve of her spine a sacred benediciton the salt on her flesh fills my fevered mouth with an insatiable thirst her breath in my ear shattering the chains binding […]

a hidden grove thriving verdancy within the gray industrial compound a secret sanctuary for electrified fools to whisper love to the gathered birds a captive audience fitted for fanciful flights filled with gently bruised affections as the subtle blush of dawn lights the dour city of cranky dreamers

spent the morningsnipping the wiresleading fromthe counter inmy mind to thehastily placedtimebomb tickingbehind my diaphragm the red digitsincomprehensible symbolsbegan clickingeven quickeras my shaking handsbegan tearingthe copper cablingconnecting rapidoscillations tothe oft sundered soulof half sleeping poetry alarms caterwaulin the empty corridorsa host of feral phantomsholding handscelebrating the bonfireas ego roasts inthick greasy smokewhile an amateur attemptsto […]

flash frozen inside a snowglobe mere seconds after everything i dreamt of presented itself in an explosion of static glitter hovering directly in front of me yet as impossible to touch as the edge of the universe the carrot has become lost in the haze of depression only the absent lashings keep this mule plodding […]

thought a drive might calm the electrical discharges rupturing across my minefield mind as my jaw seizes shut the manic grin fading into a puckered scar as phantom thunder rumbles over cerulean despair this ineffectual effusion of dependent chemicals sloshing through every sudden movement going too fast for too fucking long shhhh it’s all okay […]

there are these little black swirls in my right eye tiny wisps of darkness swimming in ocular jelly distracting me with hints of the otherside tumbling into hazel tinged indoctrinations falling into the simmering heat of the white hot hell where who we were becomes streaks of ash lost in forever memories of sultry madness […]

i dreamt of the radiation keeping the snow at bay the same dull glow etched into my brittle bones the foul malaise that infected my developing pathologies a soon to be shattered psyche and a plethora of insecurities in abandoned abandonments i dreamt of fields of blackberry bushes with sharp thorns and large black and […]

after the terror of zooming just south of the speed of light wears off when i can finally untangle the knotted threads that is a world i have difficulties sometimes understanding i can follow these manic rays of thought toward a truce with my awkward brain and once i finally have restrung this tattered tapestry […]

i vibrate just out of sync with the world around me a visitor staring at clouds while people speed around me on the sidewalk i wonder if they accidentally bumped into me would they phase through my body feeling sparks of manic electricity in static stasis no more than an electronic ghost haunting every breath […]

i find my thumbs are so far behind my manic brain i am writing in reverse as if i am going so fast the laws of physics cease to apply i am not particularly okay but this too shall pass eventually even if you could go back in time mistakes can become tendencies when you […]

sometimeswe need to acceptwhen we knowwe won’t be heardand make thechoice tosimplyshut the fuck uprather thanrepeat ourselvesinto the void if they wantedto listenthey wouldbut it seems mostprefer the soundof their own voiceto hearinganyone else i’m going quietbecause i learned.

one day when scholars scan our bones to better understand the conditions of early twenty first century humanity they will see only the minerals leading to calcium deficient catastrophes while never once seeing the fires that burned in our bellies or the passions that scorched our hearts of how we breathed great sighs of relief […]

i imagine even a phoenix has a few shitty days before the eventual immolation the difference being the fool sits and ponders what has transpired before while the phoenix accepts the cycle naturally ash clouds waft gently as i shake off the lingering dust not the first phoenix to have a shitty stretch

despite the rather dour nature of the words i tend to smile throughout the day since i am out and about in public but lately the reactions seem different a byproduct of the newly restored confidence adding a sparkle to the grin i spent so long being made smaller i forgot to exist when someone […]

the trees burst with sudden verdancy gone are the skeletal hands clawing at the distant light the recirculation in dancing leaves while the sparrow chorus trills madly in an electrified vibrancy screaming out the return of life i whisper back telling them tales of beauty and strength caffeinated kisses on the morning breeze sending shivers […]

i am awake yet the land around me feels ever so slightly off as the view distorts with every mile deeper into the patient arms of the vortex lazily swirling dreamshatter highways glisten in the morning light under a diffusion of nightmarish strobes flashing behind the battered shell of manmade delusion awake yet dozing a […]

the quietdesperation ofsunday fallingdown in itsfinal fits andgasps whilemonday loomsa spectre ofuncertainty dreading thequiet to comeafter so longin a state ofanxious motionbeing still soundsfucking horrific blowing kisseson the warm windsof spring’s firstgentle exhalationapprehensiveas the sand windsdowndowndown

life is a degenerative disease we don’t seem to fully appreciate in the finer details of a total breakdown amid the chaos there was a phantom smell of lilacs yet my eyes still saw the wisteria in the rain standing outside a hotel somewhere by the ocean i left the chains self shackled for so […]

the birds scream this morning no singing just abject terror or perhaps that is me standing in the shower as hot water does little to loosen the filth a big day a new release same struggles with a shiny red ribbon too tight cutting off circulation wrapped around my chest as the birds scream a […]

the air is cool as i coagulate around airy images in a depth of umfamiliar joy frightening yet inviting part of me prays this change is permanent while the rest waits impatiently for the hammer to drop i will grasp tightly to happiness until all that remains are broken fingernails and little hearts in faded […]