i have become ensnared in these non-euclidean geometries slip sliding in between presient states of unbeing. deep beneath known gnome sanctuaries in maggot ridden constanbularies of petrified dusky wooden refrains clanging chains of rusted solidarity chatter hollowly into the chasm of midnight’s dark gaze. upon the silent wings the great owl infused with chaos crackling […]
a bubbling pot of gumbo does little to ease the sorrow of a final sunday before school inexplicably begins again the dying hours of a final weekend none of us wants to end summer vacation went by far too quickly our weeks together a blur of joy before being relegated to four days a month […]
there is a hesitancy in the sclerotic heartbeat of the world. a rigidness in the swaying corpsedance a flayed meandering of rancid loss. as silence makes love to the gasping wheeze of sorrowful cardial detraction the calcium deficient bones of dream flake to chalk filling in the viridescent form of serpents coiled into the shape […]
beset by shadows in this hysterical hierarchy of heavy handed harvesters and a confluence of crows there is no color in this repugnancy of gray a series of ever deepening ligature marks crisscrossing fetidly weeping wounds a cross section of infection in plasticized ergonomics wretchedly retching staining marble edifices shattering strained glass reiterations of sullen […]
devalued reduced to an anthropomorphic participation trophy devoid of thought cast away at the prospect of easier emotional divestmencies enter the frame a rusted cage relegated to rot in this sepulchre of sundered dismay a hellscape littered with trash sodden pamphlets promising eternal salvation a demure lure as sirens howl to pull the vessels against […]
there are days where the golden diffusion mutes every other shade a photon bombardment leaving me bloodied and heaving unable to face the day where the anchors catch on wreckage far below the effusion a cyclical malaise of broken breaking dreamdust spirals as all but the ache slowly fade away there are nights where the […]
i prefer mondays if given a choice of the seven days mondays suit me fine sundays are too packed with the last minute details in preparation for this newly born week tuesdays are busy things are in order but chaos reigns so the best laid plans are scattered in the undulating woe wednesdays are as […]
he is nothing but a cat’s toy exciting while still brand new then discarded only inciting interest when he becomes the object of another’s attention a toy for a petulant cat that only wants what someone else adores feigning disinterest but always watching
i am a painter combining the hues of mania and depression into new shades of endless misery i prefer the original colors deep blue depression wild lilac mania these are rivers i can navigate familiar like the back of my mother’s hand it is when they swirl i lose pieces of myself in the froth […]
i have lost track of when the tears went from joy to loss to frustration then to hope when i became dessicated bereft of liquid and only stardust fell down chapped cheeks a grape does not dream of being wine nor raisin it hangs happily part of the bunch absorbing each ray of sun it […]
i am perched a gargoyle monstrous in design ugly by necessity watching as the city sleeps i am sat upon a throne of lies self styled monarch sceptre clutched as my kingdom burns around me the executioner cuts the umbilical sending the sand to gently flow as the last connection is severed we slowly die […]
i feel the icy phantom hands grasp at my leg through the torn meniscus of hope clutching feebly trying to draw the last bit of warmth from the corpse of dream i hear the cacophonous dead as they parade goose-stepping along the scattered shattered fragment of wonder stripped callously from the wide open gaze of […]
i get lost occasionally i fall through the cracks in the wall or through time the past still crushes the future uncertain as i curl into a ball afraid of the now i am presently tense in this present tense anxiously anxious unable to calm my brain willfully unwilling to engage in my worries yet […]
i am the product of the lower lowerclass an accidental ejaculation that sent ripples of ruin across every single soul unfortunate enough to cross my wake the rock in your shoe the itch right between your shoulder blades the eyelash in your eye a popcorn kernel wedgeds between two molars a walking headache with no […]
i exist in the nanosecond of coiled tension just before the second hand ticks i am a tick feeding on the potential energy inherent in every tock the instance hovering right as time itself turns kinetic spilling ink to coat the gears grinding the clock face to a stuttered stop a chrononaut of insignificance trying […]
there is a fly buzz buzzing about a tiny little pest that is certain everything in the world belongs to it unaware of the momentary nature in which even a sovereign monarch reigns as it explores this new land i bemoan each second spent without her in my arms the fly is unconcerned with the […]
the entirety of the slaughterhouse has gone transparent the thud hiss of the air hammer rattles the glass walls as the uneven floors fully lit by the warm sunshine show viscera trails as hooves slip on the trail of tears headed with open eyes into bovine valhalla i step lightly head to tail ever forward […]
my love is the cavity in your sweet tooth slowly ruining the things you enjoy until all that remains is the memory of pain
the birds scream dismayed at the lack of sun the gray skies threaten rain the wind feels nefarious as i drink coffee with dread bubbling up i have learned to trust the currents as they ripple around my indifference i drop leaves to see the water churn the things beneath they hunger the tired, the […]
often in life i take people at face value which leads more often than not to seeing how the mask slips unwittingly showing exactly who they are beneath the constantly fluctuating falsehood the problem is with me i have accepted the beast of flaws that define me so why wouldn’t everyone else feel comfortable enough […]
i dreamt i was a fat little caterpillar endlessly eating building up my energy forming a cocoon and one day i would fly so preoccupied with my impending metamorphosis life went past in a blur of munched leaves until the day came instinct kicked in as i slowly squeezed into the transparent bodybag stuck to […]
the sky was heavy with rain and the every soul in the city tosses and turns in the grips of nightmare in the morning over coffee and loud yawns the receding vision of turbulent seas and the things lurking deep in the darkness blind eyes and gaping jaws the cold pressing in the dizzying loss […]
she wonders why her love is not returned knowing deep down it is because he is at home with his wife having dinner making plans for a future that she has no part in so she does anything and everything to be his one desire then wonders why his eyes are always roaming settling on […]
each night i lay perfectly still waiting for either sleep or the sparrows to break the ever present silence that hangs a funeral shroud over my naked form in the briefest of moments as sleep or madness clouds my eyes and i can feel your warmth and i know if i shift this dream shall […]
every tear shed is one impossible weight let go from a fractured soul yet the tears seem endless i have lost all hope in ever reaching buoyancy the light a mirage dancing on the waves teasingly just out of reach i dream of falling shuddering awake and i know i was just an impossible weight […]
contentment is a plaster mare, perch yourself upon her as you may, you shall make no progress despite how often you heel her flank. hunger drives me ever forward, the constant need for more, gluttonous in my dissatisfaction, ever seeking my fill from a world that selfishly hoards joy.
there are those that think lady depression is sadness that the fool willingly curls up to sob for days because he is a sad little boy they tend to be too loud in their proclamations of being positive clinging to insipid phrases to seem emotionally intelligent to make up for how bereft of understanding they […]
i do not read myself i figure i already had to live it so going through a story and editing it is a form of hell all i see like in the mirror is the flaws reminding me of how as i stare at the ceiling reliving the past i cannot simply fix the narrative […]
a lack of sleep due to constant sneezing brought on by the mobius strip of schroedinger’s cats wheeling infinitely in a state of half life through my thundering head of potential worries anxiety is a gateway to absurdism without bound as every impossible scenario plays out in strikingly detailed minutiae i have become a fractured […]
a stamp long forgotten at the back of the drawer yellowed with age bereft of purpose a porpoise in an aquarium dreaming of the sea grown complacent ramming its snout repeatedly into the glass taking small pleasure from children screaming in fright a poet trapped inside a carnival house of mirrors unable to accept it […]
hell is an apathetic world run down where there is never enough it is a decrepit city where the poor squat in the heat beneath the highway overpass where children starve parents abuse and every sin is internally eternally grinding hope to dust hell is a place where ten percent hold all of the wealth […]
i appreciate the miracle of life the sheer chance of one errant bolt into the primordial ooze inciting a riot amazes me it is the living that weighs heavily and i find less to be amazed about the shifting chemicals and unfathomable sorrows implicit within is too much to bear
the eyes of the dead stare at me through the diaphonous gauze wrapped tightly around my face the cries gurgle deep in my heaving chest as pus like cataracts drip down the gray faces pressed tightly to the curtain hanging around my bed the needle driven deep into puckered flesh sends the cold touch of […]
the milk is clotted curdled with a sour film of filth fat black flies wobble lazily rubbing their hands together eager to taste the putrefaction a stale wind rustles the brown grass a high squeal pierces the dusk as a rusted swing sways the night pours across the sky in rivulets of tar swallowing the […]
the alkaline taste of batteries floods my mouth a tension forms at the base of my skull i can feel it a maelstrom of pain as it percolates along the tepid edge of my tender pleading will o’wisps of ash dance at the corners as my eyes lose focus and the thunderstorm echos in the […]
honesty is an owl with two hundred and seventy degree vision dishonesty dwells in the shadows behind and still the villagers coil in the darkness brandishing blades warily knowing they cannot trust another soul afraid of the open spaces of facing themselves so secure in the cocoon so carefully built from a lifetime of lies […]
life is a jigsaw puzzle with a hundred thousand unmarked pieces a panorama that only shows itself as it flashes before dying eyes yet still with cramped fingers feeling for edge pieces a frankenteinian monstrosity is put together in images of rampant ugliness and immaculate beauty for thise willing to see it through to the […]
what light through the cracked window of the mobile home doth break the sleeping princess my juliet on darvocet lying in a pool of pink flecked drool using a jagged row of trackmarks to find her way home once the belle of the ball every beast chased after until the monkey on her back began […]
an offset deviation muddying the results of my triangulation seeking the bubblegum heart in this fetid city of off colored rancorous silences it seems that no matter how hard i kick my legs the swingset is incapable of pushing past the zenith beginning the fabled death spiral that plagues my dreams somewhere out there a […]
i slept in fits tiny islands of peace in a sea of chaos the words churning whispering begging not to be forgotten so i cling to this half awake feeling of dizzy dread listening as the coffee drips standing with a butterfly net trying to rescus the words before they burn out before i too […]
i have made a career out of tiptoeing in between the drops of rain careful to leave everything undisturbed i shimmer viridescent in oscillating pinwheels refracting the light making it bend around me the secret to a good illusion is to never really exist in the first place no one cares when you disappear and […]
she is a contradiction in condescending descent off the rails, calling out for any and every set of eyes to bare witness to a tragedy of half truth playing out in double time irredeemable detritus the ring of filth floating recycled vendettas wrapped in abhorrent design bereft of basic kindness banality in broken verse crying […]
suffocated by the falling blossoms, the lilac perfume ensnares the sinus, building pressure behind empty eyes, an allergenic catastrophe in lavender hued dissidence limbs weighted down with yellowed pollen, a swollen faced fool playing bumblebee, defying physics to float on the summer winds of molten rage towards restless dismay the church bells ring out over […]
an angry crow sat on the neighbor’s car cawing loudly at four this morning the neighbor’s car right outside my bedroom window i glanced through the blinds into the darkness blanketing the world outside to see the shadow of the beaked beacon pecking at the hood between wailing admonishments of fury the thought that this […]
the light over the eastern wall once a beacon now a malaise of over saturation in which all shades fade into a wheezing gray devoid of definition there is a pressure to the stillness as dawn spills over the floodgates release an ever encroaching wave of desolation i am deafened by this silent reproachfulness blinded […]
i told her the sun sets in the west so it can selfishly spend its last waking moments shining upon her i have never been so jealous of that baleful orb as when it is night here yet she is framed in the dying rays so i stayed awake until that cheeky bastard rose lazily […]
i handfeed the bite that frees me, freely biting the hand that bleeds me, confused or concussed, indistinguishable from various contusions from variable beatings brought on by familiar familial phalanges, brandishing the mental scars from one too many one too manys a famished fool flailing frantically, feigning fatalistic flaws forgoing forging forgiveness for finding fleeting […]
the watercolors run over empty streets to pool in overflowing gutters carrying bits of distortion in sheer black and white across the broken smile of a fool in half bloom . an uninvited guest wrecking reckless rejoinders overstaying his welcome staining the pristine sheets of happily ever afters unfulfilled a rorscharch inkblot of joy torn […]
i am a series of learned behaviors somewhat at odds with one another. having become pliable and silent to appease the hands that swing the metal hanger trained to disappear into the smoke hanging over the overfull crystal ashtrays at five foot intervals a magician’s assistant taking on other’s pain turning it into my own […]
i occupy my timepicking apart thedistraction piecesfalling into thegaps between atomsalternating chargeto suit the polarityreeking havoc onmy tenderly awkwardinsubstantiabilitiesspitting poisonousclouds only to thencurse the fog in mythoughtless indecisiontearing everything tojagged reminders thatpierce my barefeet asi leave a bloody trailto wherever the windspush my hollow dreamstaticpolluting the airwaveswith abstract declarationsunable to form the wordssinking in the […]
she stares with watery eyes a stern look of disapproval in that half dead glare i nod and smile she scowls unimpressed by the barely mobile ape in vans everyday it is exactly the same she watches me as i watch her then i drive away and she finds a new object to silently despise […]
the sparrows sat staring at me as if confused by my sudden reappearance i smiled from the couch as i stirred the first of many cups of coffee and told them all about the trip north they seemed curious being nonmigratory the concept of going anywhere but here is an exotic image new destinations and […]
the roadside beauty of middle of nowhere americana is overlain with walmart blues as a backdrop to the golden arches with billboards for debt relief and saturated fat hammered into dry ground brightly colored intrusions in the long tamed vistas where cowboys once roamed traveling concrete scars through arbuckle mountains trenches carved through stone with […]
i seem to sleep in fits of angry silence waking confused to the sounds of fellow transitive states having declared my intentions to a fitful universe that doesn’t want any of my attention i sit staring at the ever encroaching sun losing myself in the shadows it creates every fiber of the uncomfortable pillow has […]
everything feels granular as if time is just an echo transitionary in frantic gulps i tear holes through reality with gnarled hands and sheer spite spitting venom into the fresh hells brought forth by self defeat if everyone is the hero in their own tale yet i villify myself does that mean that maybe somewhere […]
the central airin this fleabitehotel on the ass endof oklahoma cityroars like ajet engine as iseek the temperaturethat minimizes thenecessity to listento being able tofind a few momentssleep before the wallsrattle as it kicks ontossing and turningthe sound of dishesreplaces my sparrowsthe television noisebleeds through thewalls and i want to scream i should be packedsipping […]
the ceiling of the hotel was not as accommodating as the one at home it seemed to find my anxiety to be too much to listen to so after a fitful night of worrying i skipped breakfast raced to meet the moving truck at eight o’clock sharp now at nine i find myself yawning with […]
the world is dead except for the thunderous air condition in the hotel room no birdsong trills over the concrete wasteland that is the view of the city afforded by the days inn at the back end of oklahoma city oklahoma there is a mattress in the stairwell that was there when i checked in […]
the moon makes us translucent the sun reflects our fears the stars are naught but astronauts desperate to come home the clouds let lazy fingers drift across the barren land a storm far enough away that it appears like silk dragged along the brush covered plain the buildings on the side of the highway have […]
everything feels so circular as i struggle to find the point my headache infiltrated my dreams leaving a sense of restlessness to the last six hours of wasted pseudo-death failing at sleep i cut my finger as the knife slipped through the rind of the watermelon spilled a cup of serendipitous brown and the neighbor’s […]
angelic tears drown the petty hells in which man toils endlessly an effervescent incidental acrimony free falling inevitabilities of indecent insecurities languishing in the lamentations of earthly desires all roads to hell are paved with misperceived inequalities the soft flesh of innocence lacerated by the stinging barb of ruthless truth i burn away the angelic […]
anxietybipolarityand adhdmake waitingfor literallyanythinga thousand hellsof false hopesof false alarmsof false beliefswarring at onceevery wordunspokenbecomes a newcoffin nailevery wordspokenanother pathto tormenttime has gonesyrupywith ebbsthat teeter onproposterouseschewingpre for prowith maniacalshifts that dizzya fool droppingdramaminein fits ofslow motionandrogynoussorrowful terror dying aloneis a giftbeing aloneis a cursebut some of usare markedfrom the fearfulburst fromthe wombto the reminiscentsilence ofthe […]
been panhandling nickel philosophies seeking to define the meaninglessness of that curious fish skittering onto land wheezing as the weight of existence crushes lungs attached to gill questioning the silence expecting illumination then creating a mythos to keep the unbearable truth hidden in parable scribblng dissertations to confuse and confound the less intelligent forming a […]
i find myselfroaming througha hospitallost and seekingaasistancebut the securityare flirtingwith the nursesthe receptionistseems to beat the verge ofa breakdownand everyone elsehas me walkingin circles there is ashoddiness tothe whole ordeala faith inthe system breakinginto even worsedisrepair anddisinterest i wonder whenthe third worldcountriesthe populacelooks down uponwill beginto feel sorryfor our sadstate of affairs roaming amongthe sick […]
occasionally as i sit listening to sparrows sipping coffee spacing out trying to find the strength to face a faceless wednesday my right nostril decides that simulated drowning is the best way to fully wake the chalky protein powder in the coffee leaves subtly simmering auguries the constant drip drip drip of sinal insanity the […]
cast forthfrom the abyssonly to racetowards itwith everyfleeting breathseeking meaningin a reasonlessaccidental lifeafloat uponan ocean ofsalted fearsdelusionallyseeking anyattentiongood or badbefore the briefmoment inthe dying sunends only tocollapse onits own emptyconstant hungerbegging foranyone at allto affirm thatwe existedwhen even thatis more thana pestilencelike humanityever deservedseeking to feedthe emptinesswithin ourselvesby going withoutstriving to beseen draped ina cloak […]
happiness is sunlight in a mason jar laughter trapped in a plastic baggie sorrow is a bonedeep ache rattling about an empty heart an infusion of bitter petulant truth life is an illusion a prismatically flawed interpretation of chemicals a shimmering heartspasm cascading down six feet deep inch after agonzied inch haunted by words unsaid […]
there was a stench not a scent nor an odor but a heavy pervasive pungency to the air as i walked to my first call i heard a grunting turned my head and saw a man squatting and staring directly at me taking a shit in the grass between two buildings in downtown dallas we […]
oscillating between clusters and migraines at a rate where the briefest seconds of relief are fool’s gold a promise unfulfilled stressing myself out through clenched teeth and anxious melodies my heart beat taps out an ever increasing sequence of gasping manic hissing as the steam is released in bloody couplets unleashing a spray of inchoate […]
my tender feels brittle my patience worn down to a monomolecular edge waking every hour on the hour anxiety blossoms as i cling to the wispy memory of events that never occured reliving these frozen moments relishing each second using them as a crucifix to keep reality at bay ny solid is as hollow as […]
i woke and that is when it all began to fall apart prior to the waking things seemed to be going as planned but then unfortunately my eyes opened since that irreversible instant it has been a morning filled to the brim with regret coffee my trusted escape has failed me the pressure behind hazel […]
the room is filled with tremulous beams of ensnared moonlight outside the day has broken and the sun sizzles like the yolk of a fried egg oozing over everything in a heated haze of irrefutable malaise the pressure internal has muted colors and the sounds are broken into burst of white noise that carves itself […]
sitting at a red light the music up too loud the city outside sweltering and moving in slow drip a dove flies towards me the wind blowing against it seeming to move twice the speed for half of the distance i couldn’t quite figure out if the glitches in the simulation were growing worse by […]
to the driver of the red sports car with the dent in the shape of a fist in the hood that nearly hit me while running a red light fuck you i wish that i had dragged you out and used your vapid head to make the dent next time
there are days where i write myself empty then i sit and all i can think is i should be writing my head is killing me not literally probably maybe weighed down by so many screaming ghosts stories memories that i can feel myself sinking even the ceiling has grown bored of watching me watching […]
i watched her through the peephole as she knocked on the door there was no reason for her to be outside a doorway that she had chosen to exit for the final time years before she waited with her ear turned hoping to hear signs of movement and then i watched as she slinked over […]
went negative by a nickel and that began a spiral that ended up at seventy dollars in the hole in the fifteen minutes between getting paid and transferring the funds five cents took me from groceries to staring out into another insurmountable crisis of scraping by the bloody fingernails in the prison walls the only […]
the yellow diffusion drifting in through the cracked blinds fills the room with a sense of foreboding in golden rays that seem to only highlight the motes of dust floating as stagnation hangs heavily over everything the coffee drips sludge to work free the arterial blockage static bursts play in the lavender bursts that rattle […]
the sounds of wet tentacles slapping against the windows of the car as i try and navigate this new instance of hell on earth where the sky bleeds on the cracked carapaces of a billion dead cicadas and bloated copperheads my eyelids feel chitinous as they scrape across a duality in unnatural bipolarity
a crack runs across the wall every time i see it i swear that it has gotten noticably bigger as a kid my dad would yell to stop fingering at the crack which became incrementally more hilarious the older i got the wider that it grew the less anyone else seemed to notice as if […]
i saw where someone had abbreviatied unfortunately to unfortch and any bit of remaining hope for all of humanity died inside me i am convinced humanity is a placeholder until a truly deserving dominant species saves the day.
there is an odd juxtaposition in a fool that loves to sit people watching but cannot stand to look into the mirror in the morning as he gets himself somewhat ready to face a day yet cannot seem to face the face of obtuse ugliness awkwardly stapled to broken bone pitted with scars that stares […]
she strains her self perceived perfection perched upon her shoulders a modern day atlas of inconsistent rambling lies pluck one thread to watch her persona fall apart as the tall tales told as reverential epiphanies scatter in the gales of discombobulated false realities an inherently flawed marble statue carved in conflicting styles to try and […]
he has a routine coffee as the sun rises with a chorus of sparrows that share news of the day before a long shower where the water beats across sorenesses undefined melting down the lump perpetually sitting at the back of his throat as sorrows unrefined tickle his battered tender places hidden among smile lines […]
i drifted aimlessly all morning walking streets i havent seen in so long that i have lost track if they ever really existed at all maybe it is a case of having forgotten what the back of my hand looks like but i could swear somewhere underneath a life of accumulated scarring there was once […]
in this destitution of self induced lamentations craterous shaped by unbending wisps of sacramental rejections reflections bathed in insidious refractions a blind prism an open prison an incision bereft of precision carving the scartissue heartshimmer a fictional recounting of frictional anxieties mounting it is all falling down my fiddle sits unstrung as the fire rains […]
i feel as if i have become a dimestore schopenhauer but then i have to question if my own interpretation is just the ideals placed forth through plurality a studiously flawed summary of external stimuli enforced by the chemicals feeding the will but his focus on the minimalization stripping bare all the trappjngs of an […]
the roads are slick everyone is going too fast to try and start off this long weekend early ie just whip between the red lights flashing in a hurry to get absolutely no where speeding head long into a three day period of mourning trapped inside my cavernous empty skull writing words that go unread […]
i leaned forwardran my tonguealong the sinuousedge of the abyssand for a momentit was your lipsthat flooded my senses
she broke my ribs to fashion a more fitting cage for a flighty dreamwoven heart she broke my spirit to create a pliable devoted slave eradicating the things she said she loved most and like the silence that watches in eternal boredom i watched as all i was was all forgotten as she gazed upon […]
undiagnosed mania obsessive compulsive irrational actions that feeling if things are not done exactly the right way the entire world willfully falls apart into scattered shards where order and chaos sixty nine into sheer oblivion the universe doesn’t remotely give a shit about stressed out apes playing god to fill the vacuum where deities have […]
checked most of my emotional baggage at the kiosk except for the scars that carry on into the day to day routine a quarter smile more than the day deserves plastered over a mask of utter indifferences secirity eyes me the fake grin and shaved head and total inability to hide what i feel from […]
every line punctuated by myopic misunderstanding every reflection painted in dysmorphic irregularities my mind is stuck in neutral as the world spins ever on the only certainty is bathed in uncertainty as i seek to capture sunlight with a butterfly net to top off mason jars filled with dreampollen triggering a sinus infection cerebral deflection […]
i find that i irrationally dislike things colors intersections people buildings and the hair on the back of my neck stands the lizard brain reacts instantly i back away i find that i unintentionally love things vistas smells memories scars when the hair on the back of my neck stands and i choke down the […]
the world outside as hollow as my insides the sick echo of emptiness strains the frayed heartstrings of the most foolish of them all so i slink back down into the dark tired and sore striking matches never seeing a spark living alone in a vacuum gasping for something more as my tears make technicolor […]
i don’t fear heaven nor hell because i see nothing can be worse than spending a life controlled by chemicals in a slowly degenerating sack of meat so i am not kind in an effort to woo an invisible force that has not once tried to woo me i believe in kindness as a way […]
the fiction screams as the poetry purrs my mind a cacophony of needy prose she sits smiling serenely on a throne in the eye of ny storm my nirvana calling soft to always show me how to come home
i stood on the bridgea cup of cocoasteaming in my handas the sun burstthrough the hoarfrostcoating the branchshanging overthe flash frozenriver of filthy ice as i stood watchingmy breath coalecsein the frigid airi noticed a figurestumbling slightlyin high heels acrossthe sheet of icei blinked my eyesthinking the lightwas playing a trick but there she wasstanding […]
absurdity is the lens in which we are able to laugh at the hopelessness that smothers each agonized moment of existence
an inherited silence fills the room as i strum the strings of a ukulele i never learned to play convincing myself these rampant urges to end this murky facade are just a phase the depression multiplying the headache and the premise of keeping on keeping on feels as hollow as the now broken ukulele softly […]
