Saturday, November 9, 2019

"Fragments"


11/9/19

It is a secret
They must remain ignorant
No one can judge me for my hubris



"something something spiralling
We've got you
We caught you
You're not falling
Anymore"




Its classy to talk about drinking wine and watching your life crash and burn
but when I do it all anyone shows is concern



I’m too high
Should I try to read a graphic novel or is that dangerous?
I’m scrolling though Tumblr, that’s enough words and letters for one man,
It’s so cold
The thermostat is so far away
Maybe if I turn up the volume?
Nope
Still cold
Mission accomplished, I turned up the thermostat
I can feel the hot air coming from the heater
FUCK TOO HOT
Don’t put your foot on the heater.



12/23/19

I think of futures mixed and mangled
I see silver boxes that tell of times
That are out of sequence with our own.
And I am out of sequence with my own.
I have always been weak against time.
Thou art ungodly on main, bro.




Is it really so much to ask?
That I would have hair of a bright and improbable colour
and wear a horizontally striped shirt?


I think all of the greatest poets must have been lesbians
I think, then, that I must be a lesbian,
For what are these, if not the ramblings of a great poet?


You cannot burn metal,
But--
Gods be damned--
I will try

I am become unhinged in time
once more-
But this time I have an Anchor!
It is very cool and sexy of me


I'm going to dream about masked men and sex with angels. Sometimes at the same time.



It's an endless expanse
It steals our air and our light
there is no light
it vanishes as fast as we can shine it
It is cold
and it is dark and dark and dark
So
Why is it carpeted?


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