blog post: reaction: self help

this is in response to a friends blog post, titled "self help" a person i silently & greatly admire from afar. in ten days from valentines, it will be the "anniversary" of when my childhood friend, took his own life. i was 17. he lived down the street from where I lived. the morning after… Continue reading blog post: reaction: self help

again and again, again.

again i hear footsteps awaken the creaks in the floor again. who the fucks at the door? night stand machete laid neatly in drawer revolver neath queen mattress. in case of a quarrel but there's nothing. just repentance, contempt, intentions dissolved gun powder, protein drinks, and penniless thoughts could've sworn there was something. apparently not… Continue reading again and again, again.


she whispers in a drunken moan. she's slowly falling in love ask her how slowly? we're slowly making art when we fuck making sure she comprehends. a lion covered in cuts licking wounds. vicissitude. saliva and blood we're controlled experiments. and you're variable A variable b, mumbles to himself. paranoia pirated brain dancing in her… Continue reading slowly

maple tree

what do you think of this super sensitive sentience drizzling fire, pyramid shaped flame over credulous credence like a momentary silence, aluminum pin drop echo in a empty room padded wall. effervescent, magical i could feel your feminine voice telegraph vibrations through separate veins like subway networks carved throughout my muscles where you tap harbored… Continue reading maple tree

when hercules jumped into river styx

KILL OR BE BROKEN. KILL OR BE ME killed in combat over and over killing disease killed in disguise killed when i sleep killed in my dreams, killed cause I'm weak attracting spiritually broken, they see healer in me chill in my bones. killing me slowly, kiss me. it's frozen feeling the breeze. or is… Continue reading when hercules jumped into river styx

what the fuck do i do

the moon the moon the moon the sun the sun the moon press mute succumb doomed doomed doomed I'm doomed. we're done who who who are you who are us? collusion contusions. you're a cup of hot chocolate on the fiercest winter morning feel the blisters forming whistle through the windows pixelating percentage whistling. cold… Continue reading what the fuck do i do

fire breather

I'm a fucking fire breather. Breathing fire. Eating dragons, for breakfast who wants some? None of you do I've held back for quite some time exerting no strength Ball of fire. Giving the sun spots ink blots and think thoughts disregard your discourse munching on mantras, making mistakes barely i learn from them wake up… Continue reading fire breather

mad scientist

you mix gunpowder and moments, of silence and gather components you'd author with smiles combustible crossover. gifting a locket, heart shaped alloy, wish upon a asteroid comet it'll turn to debris before it reaches to me countdown from three, wishing a frown obsolete douse gasoline, that set blaze to decree miscellaneous mundane, missiletoe mainframe hypnotize… Continue reading mad scientist