Today, I can only give you what you do not long for:
news of this country, headlines
like prison bars
with the swarm of us trapped...
this sped up life in slow motion sequence
buzzing in the neon cortex, flashing yellow light
at a lonesome dirt road...
Night and I
A Winter crystallized,
stitched up inside my spine
as I sleep, something...
My favourite high is vertigo
It’s self-fulfilling, the perpetual motion
made possible by diving all the way to the bottom,
I’m so tired:
Skinny bitches, skinny hair and skinny hearts
Fat wallets, fat cats and fat hands
There’s a sort of desperation in listening, as I let you fill my pores with the skin you shed. I am empty, calling for written memoirs since I have...
plant soaking in
secrets from ruins
grants orphic powers vining
within solution, releasing...
The truth of this must, the crux of this flux:
here, I worship what is not,
& there, I cannot see
outside the flesh