February 2012
19 posts
Anyone want to draw / doodle something for me?
Message me
I wanna see it soon
I can’t bring it to sight
I just wanna see it
I like this I love this This is a fact.
Ice cream parlor sizes.
Like it
Love it
gotta have it
I’m cool.
Fun Fact
In the Early sixties the Soviets and Western Nations agreed on a partial ban of nuclear testing; Tests in the atmosphere and underwater were banned, but The Russians refusal to allow alliances inspection teams on their own land prevented an agreement between underground tests.
So the US Air force decided to keep an eye on the Soviet’s by setting up a global network of seismometers because...
5 tags
Hide your ugly
and
lonely
face
in a book
and try to convince yourself
that these used books
could smell better
than any women
you’ve ever met
or lost.
2 tags
“It’s like a birth but it is in reverse
never gets better, always gets worse
I want to feel like I feel when I’m asleep”
What the fuck is a human hand?
I keep reaching and reaching
and all I get are cigarettes
and I smell like shit
and my breath taste like ash
and this is all I know today
smoke
ash
bad breath
malnourishment
underloved
overfucked
fuck
fuck.
I’m depressed
I wish I was dead
all day I think about
hammering nails into my head
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I’m going to lick another cigarette
to it’s ass
and I’m going to
push the ash
into the air
and think of cremation
and I’ll have all the dead
circling round my head
and in my lungs
while I practice how to sing
hallelujah
and you won’t be somewhere
going through some city
on your way to me
and we won’t climb mountains
and I won’t cook dinner...
6 tags
My head is humming
your soft breath
and my eyes
are turning
everything upside down
and my tongue
is making it’s daddy proud
with all these knots it can tie.
Yea
I got a fever
inside of me
that makes good people
drop dead
out of the blue
and I’m always sick
and this scar
and this booze
and this pen
and this smoke
and this apathy
and this amazing love
ain’t a...
6 tags
My pen has a button on top of it
and I press it every day
and every night
and no bombs ever go off
nothing in my head explodes
nothing on the page becomes anything
nothing catches fire
nothing ever becomes anything.
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I don’t need handcuffs
and I don’t need to be bound
my heavy hands
and ten thousand pound spine
already weigh enough
to make me give up easily
No chase
only a collapse
some nights
right before sleep
I can feel the shape
of nuclear explosions
going off
over some
one hundred sixty thousand people
and I get this angst
knowing the world isn’t small enough
and I am...
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How I masturbate:
I stare at my eyelids
and point my feet
and remember
how good it feels
to be alone
and I cum.
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My body is a terrible place to live.
It’s always storming inside my head
nothing can grow
everything always uproots in the flood waters.
The things in my lungs
always choke
and never have words
thanks to secondhand smoke
and doubt
there is always earthquakes
there is always an unsteady tremble
in my feet
in my knees
in my fingers
and in my voice,
always.
And I am tearing...
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Sometimes
I get the feeling
we’d like to rip out
our spines
and use them
as baseball bats
and smash each others
outsides
in
and then maybe
dent the ground a little bit
or dig a small grave
with our bad ideas
and make a deeper hole
to bury each other in
but I swear
I’d mark the ground
with my spine
like a headstone
and try to collapse myself
close enough
to share beds again...
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Cupid’s arrow
is heavy
and reused.
Pulled from the backs
of so many hopefuls
and
shot back into the ones
with dreams
still
in their young
dumb
hearts.
Cupid’s arrows
is reused.
Think:
Aids
immune deficiency
heart failure
hours at the doctors
pills adding up
filling
the daily casings.
Think of
being sick in bed
like dogs
so happy to not be alone
with the...
3 tags
6 tags
There is
vomit
in the garden
you’ll have to bury
before the dog
eats it
and your shoe
and your sock
and your pant leg
all have vomit
on them
this is what
your morning looks like
this is what
tea
and
hand rolled
cigarettes
gets you
and your head will roll
through gutters
through mud
through porno shops
and your garden will bloom
behind your back
with things
too...
January 2012
48 posts
6 tags
I wish love was like stealing tea.
You go into the store
you walk the dentist white aisles
ignore everyone around you
stay out of the way
grab what you want
look around
and then hide it between your shirt and waist band
let the new item
fill the gap of how much weight you’ve lost
the last few months
let that space clear your head
and put you into bed at a good time.
Walk out...
5 tags
Fill the sky with blood
The bridges we burned
pollute the water with ash
and choke my lungs
I spill my nightmares
over the sidewalk
with my open forehead
The yellow brick road
was covered in shit
I don’t expect you to dance
when you see me.
6 tags
She puts her breath
behind her lips
lined with fish scales
and taught me a new language
with her kiss
and how to drown
and worry about sinking
about being an anchor
about being too heavy
about not being needed
She kisses me
with fish scales
and I am a fish out of water
naked
awkward
slapping my soft skin against hers
naked
awkward
fish out of water.
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Tuesday morning
I crawled out of bed
careful not to wake you
and dressed
for a smoke.
You woke up after I was dressed
I kissed your head and said not to worry
you were too tired to stay angry
and went back to bed.
My first step outside landed in shit
and I forgot my lighter.
After all the shit was kicked
stomped
and wiped off
and I had my cigarette
I spent the morning with you.
...
6 tags
Driving home
from Grand Terrance
there isn’t a car behind me
for at least five miles
at one a.m.
Wednesday.
But slowly
those headlights
like mob fires
crawl over the hills
and catch up
cars
full of people
carrying their own disdain
For departure
or
destination
trying to set fire
everything they touch
1 tag
If you’re a pessimist
and believe in the future
you need to leave the room.
The future is a concept
everything is present
all we fight for
is from the past.
7 tags
Think in black and white
you are not colored television
you are silent films
you are 35 millimeter film
you are light sensitive silver halide
waiting for a shooting star to captivate your soul forever
you are weighed down with big dreams
your moment to moment life is a dramatic ending
I wish life would cancel you
I wish the power would go out
in your head
your eyes are...
6 tags
All the things
that are suppose to be killing me
aren’t killing me fast enough
I still wake up
every morning
with a feeling of accomplishment needed
and a par
not met
I still go to bed
every night
with a feeling of unrest
knowing
tomorrow will come
and I’ll be just fine
I’ll be fucking fine.
1 tag
Music
and diet
I hate both.
I won’t drool that shit
that everyone is busy
mouth word-fucking
and jerking off in
my teeth will sink in
with the spirit of a wolf.
I am a bastard
I am red
I am a house on fire
there are no memories left
when you look at me
all shoe boxes empty
all emblems melted
into piss
and ash
I will explode
and fracture the sky
and separate the...
3 tags
my favorite color isn’t blue
I didn’t want to be anyone when I grew up
I grew old
but never up
the sky stunted my growth
holes in my shoes
cold wind always sneaking in
duct tape
quick fixes
long term problems
band aids
shit that sticks
open wounds
asphalt closes
my arms
made mountains look small
I never learned my months
I’m slightly deaf in one ear
talk to...
1 tag
I feel the smirk
push my entire face upwards
and the structure of brilliance
and admiration
holds for a brief moment
and then I understand
what it feels like to go
from one to a million miles away
in an instant.
1 tag
My fingers became lead
when pens took over
I have age old problems
like my fingers breaking
right before I start to answer something important.
1 tag
I lay out the calendar
and treat it like a chess board
wondering what days you’ll land
and think to open your mouth
and which days I’ll remember
all that blush I put on your face
when we use to talk.
1 tag
We are not doctors
there are things
that will break in the night
that we can’t prescribe
or fix.
Me.
Wednesday
Crushed your easy hearted goodness by worrying about saying I love you back
Thursday
Upset you by jerking off instead of trying to sleep
Friday
Called you from the top of a mountain and waved
4 tags
Swallow nose bleeds
punch holes in walls
and watch them swallow trash
like black holes
and expand into an open view
nothing really ever gets better
you just get more to hold onto
The human body doesn’t need sleep
I just need a way to cope with humanity
can’t stand entertainment
can’t stand media
can’t stand in public anymore without a giant prayer being read...
6 tags
Put coal in your palm
and get angry
until you make diamonds
but don’t stop there
keep compressing
keep pushing
these perfect little tumors of humanity
until they’re buried in your palms
like a psyhic
because you’ll need
all the gilts
and glamour
and shit stars are made of
to ever lead someone through the dark
you bastard
you martyr
you fucking drunkard
you...
6 tags
Heads
falling from shoulders
freezing in clouds
up in space
stuck in gutters
necks
not tall enough
to catch sunsets
or
to let lovers
bite through
shoulders
without any devils
or angels
on them
chest
carved out
like graves
and trenches
your beloved dead
nestled forever
like an embrace
hips
that chip concrete
and slam into nudity
as if trying
to kill sperm
before it...
6 tags
Mouths
full of blowjobs
and
stomachs
empty
from abortions.
swallow and feel empty
swallow and feel empty
swallow and feel my emptiness
We are like archaeologist in bed
with very small brushes
brushing away very big problems
I itch away the sand from bones
with fingernails
I get nervous
over details.
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dead
black cats
cuddled
in my stomach.
I feel like
seven years
of bad luck
times nine lives
I feel old
and heavy
with woe
I still remember your last breath
hanging around in that living room
I still recreate it night to night
often.
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I’ll get over whose in the past
when whose in the present
gets over me
and I’ll dress for a cold
terrible future
That causes nightmares
which shake my teeth from the gums
breaks the windows
and let’s the cold in.
I’ll masturbate with the fading scent
of a women’s perfume
still lain on my bed - barely
and cum
with all the dissatisfaction
of the color...
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She’s like bad weather
who doesn’t care where she is
it’s just a matter of when she’s willing to
flood her feet with tears from her head
the nervous understanding that
her feet couldn’t keep up with
or carry herself between all her thoughts.
I watch her write in her journal
every and anywhere
her mouth opens a little bit
like she’s using life as fuel...
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She tells me her age
almost like bust measurements
seven at heart
sixty in the head
only eighteen
I masturbate to the idea
of those ages
adding up
Like the curvature
of an hour glass
running low on
things to hold onto.
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Writing prompt: Ten reasons why you shouldn’t shower for a week.
1.
Because not enough know not to talk to me
because my potty mouth doesn’t stink enough sometimes for stupid fucking people to keep away
2.
Because no one loves me as much as I love me
and there’s nothing better than my foul odor to remind me of how great I am
3.
Because turning the warm shower water...
4 tags
You can tie a ribbon
any way you want
and give it any color you think
but that doesn’t change a thing.
Cancer
will still spread
and guns
will still fire
and teens
will keep killing themselves.
you’re so worried about
how things look
you won’t use your teeth
and tie the bow
into a tourniquet.
You are broke on Christmas
fragile and afraid
offering what you can...
3 tags
Throw a tampon
at my naked ass
and watch me
hit a home run
and send it across the room
off my bone,
use that one next.
5 tags
Be a fucking hero
and go down on her
like either end of the Titanic
when it broke in half
and be the first
to dive in that arctic sheet of Atlantic saltwater
to save her
because nothing is colder than
beds empty
after being left
and shoulders
turned over
like new beginnings
without you.
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Eat your own cum
out of her ass,
ask if she wants a kiss
and open your warm mouth
scented with semen
and push your breath at her
when she says no
And laugh at your arrogance
naked
swallowed
hairy
and stretched out
in all your own unglory
Gods
and saints
always die alone
and you know this
falling so in love with yourself.
I don’t want to write
until this falls over
and I don’t want to
open my head
till you pass through
I’ll hopefully find words
through meaning
not metaphor
and show you
I want you
I really want you.