• Disruption: A Trilogy on Unnamed Sensations

    Stave first: Lost Brainfreeze is all there is to it. Nothingness in my line of vision. Stave second: Taken You live in my head Like cancer You disrupt my system As Y2K would A system ...

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    Disruption: A Trilogy on Unnamed Sensations
  • Who Cares

    I live this strange little existence--I don't even know what it's supposed to be. Strangled, laden with shattered stuff: fragments of a heart once beating and pumping tangy blood. I breathe ...

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    Who Cares
  • Fudge

    I. Dribbling dribbling against the hardcourt of your upper-lip stubble in dark brown streaks and streaky white. II. Rivulets of hot fudge sundae toppings dispensed as circular tracks or ...

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    Fudge
  • Shoes

    The soles antediluvian of my hollow being sustain with silent patience, or patient silence, the blunt end of your insecurities and neuroses. Have you ever thought of the beatings I get from ...

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    Shoes
  • Graduation Day

    It dawns like a day Of impending doom: I stand on the cracked second-floor corridor And stare at the rusty bars Of the three-decade-old balcony. A guttural prayer escapes my chapped lips For I ...

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    Graduation Day

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