Category Archives: poetry

do you understand. do you understand. do you understand.

there is no way to stop the process of aging on a physical level so any contract you may have signed with satan or one of his dudes simply means you’ll stop developing & date people in their early 20s & be vulnerable to high school bullies this is not a criticismit’s only the truthContinue reading “do you understand. do you understand. do you understand.”

finding

what a beautiful dayto meet myself againthese roots go deepinto soft soildrinking the rainand the high speedon the mountain good morning darlinglet us speak in songi have so much to singi have so much to danceand we have this chance i will wear myself outspinning in my new dressi will show myself myselfhips and thighsContinue reading “finding”

dim bulbs, small village

the problem, alwaysis the diminishing returns& at some point you find yourselfin the wee hours drinking wine &cutting lines to sun kil moonwhile the beautiful ones sleepas if you couldn’t close your own eyesbut you’re hundreds of milesfrom anyone who’s ever really given a shityou could call & get another talkabout worry & your bloodContinue reading “dim bulbs, small village”

words as gas as trees as words

there’s probably an extended metaphorabout a car that can go fast as helland no doubt for long distancesif you don’t mind the constant presenceof alert lights and the frequent dangerof getting pulled over with no licensebut the diminishing returns have hitand my whole thing right now isyou won’t speak clearlythere’s always some part breaking downandContinue reading “words as gas as trees as words”

buried bullets

i’m hiding out no morethan ever before in my lifei have obscured myselfthrough exposurebegging to be discoveredwishing to be found you hear these storiesabout buried starstreasure hiddenin the smallest of townsyou hear these storiesabout dreams in good sleepand we all know it’s rarebut we all thinkwe’re the special onesat least i do so i lieinContinue reading “buried bullets”