Another world forms itself in the back of my eyelids. I see happiness elves there. I see a future like a supernova. I see other things too. Your mouth. A perfect oval hole gnawing its way through my core. I am now aware that God gave u teeth. I hereby swear to tread lightly next time. She also gave claws it seems. And all she gave me were things of excretion. Tear ducts weakened by age. Veins that steer blood way too disarray. Sweat pores that quiver even when you're not near.
Wednesday
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Tuesday
boredom and natalie portman.
Robot dance into my wrist. You’ve earned your place there. As if I borrowed my slit from your prized collection.
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forked
Killer beasts from 'Bashir' greet screen at resolution 1020 x infinity. Trap her there. Make her slave demon via netherworld hypnosis. What do you predict a future can hold? Something as absolute as the click of a mouse? As winged as a virtual penny? Weighty like a digital word? U see. Shit becomes never-ending when you create it that way. And we have. Therefore control your spit. Electronic=everlasting. Caution serpent. Bite back your digital poison.
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spent
Hold mouth to breast. Milk thy words. Claw fragile torso. the end is better when its sudden. Thrust against a neat and curious bone. Insert orgasm here. Hollow sheets catch breathy whispers. Could live forever like tonight.
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nite
When drowning. Would God shift our plank? Would a shark circle our worms? Is my tragic meat appealing? Are there others in our midst? Do digital angels squeal? Are mad ones my nu save? Then like salt I’d blend them in. I wish that I could be more subtle. A little bit less grave. But the horse on my back is running. And on Ataraxia I’m still adrift. A gaunt raccoon emerging……
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Monday
a storm within a storm
All of ghosts have faded just to get you here. In this moment. Where u are whole. Where you become one with the wind and the ash. The torrent and the tragic residue of time on fire. Two of your feet have become four of ours. One of your laughs has replaced a medicine cabinet. Brave new world will become our secret. Can we dwell on word planet naked? Wearing fig leaves? Or better yet. Wearing trips to the corner store. Our hearts hung on bottles of forties and partially wasted black and milds?
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Tuesday
wielding a machete
Witness fingers spread. A hand is form. A human created. A nu fucking destroyer of the earth. Amen. Praise be to the liar. The thief. The biggest mouth piece in breathland. A toast to your fucked up soul. Monster. Long live art incarnate. It belongs only to you. Oh gorgeous sin. Oh unfettered fucking blasphemy. Cut me less. Will you? Cut me less some.time.
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