scrapyard or; tetsuo's folly. gerri's foley.
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scrapyard or; tetsuo's folly. gerri's foley.
i'm leviathan. surrounded by coffee persons. we can't all be one thing.
bruise your knuckles. barcodes too obvious.
you're trying to solve sator squares with ding jinhao. it's just how it is.
desire rebar. eurozone float.
wire mom. tits clutching my jaw.
you'd think you'd want to like yourself as you're the only one you're stuck with till you die.
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my pains braid;
breaking: me. the self-hating homeostasis.
skin scan the dyke spills,
marinara trench. snap the right way.
rot: decay with good PR. carrion accommodate in callus.
they smile with your eyes. poisoned hair karyotype.
you were built for this. better to ignore built like
guardian clarity. the physical impossibility of death in the mind of someone living.
i'm the vacation house with the light. chasing through the shoals.
by the ravens at traitors gate. the tube from auntie's pizza express.
as if i wasn’t made to hold. nevertheless
pain's a privilege. don’t flinch.
rage with better posture; i have never been soft;
i have never been soft. rage with better posture.
they don't think about it. like you.
kill the craving. see what’s left.
what do you do when the wound becomes the body?
do a silly one. to prove you have teeth.
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gnawtoothed clockchewer. spoiled meat baptized in fluorescent poundland
spitshine.
tithe to the gutter priest of translation.
cough vowels. choke up syntax.
demigod halo kinked like a coat hanger shrug. i had dreams about this, y'know.
post-coital vending machine glow. saccharine absolution.
i eat shade. spit static. nothing tastes. swallow code.
copper faced sutures. price tag salvation from the church of overdraft fees and eviction notices.
the afterthought of molotovs thrown too late. soup cans riddled. teeth ground down by my
father’s fist.
all the lovingly held rage you stopped holding back.
i wouldn't blame you. i've met me.
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you were never prey. find better places to hide.
i was never prey. should've fought with pride.
i thought you were gone. i called. terrified.
it's too bad you're married.
i don't get why you like me.
i've seen the abstract but you don't sit with me when i shit.
do you know how disgusting it is? to see yourself shit?
i'm supposed to like that? for the rest of my life?
i bruise my knuckles to prove they’re mine.