My sweetheart says I can no longer watch the news ( Read more... )

glued to the inside of sheets ( Read more... )

at some point I changed, from
the shaky-legged, shell-shocked fawn
caught up in the wrong forest,
to a few drops of rank vapor
in the toxic cloud of corruption
that easily inherits all the blame.
Without having consulted the roots
in long enough for the plant to have died,
I continue to call all the wrong shots
loud enough to reverse the best

disjointed is the only way to live ( Read more... )

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I know my faults and it kills me ( Read more... )

i love the brief burn in my chest
the spontaneous urges
the disappearance of memory;
all that exists: here-and-now.
the courage to stand against
disapproval and frowns and say
right now, i'm happy anyway.

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the kitten kisses my face and i am learning ( Read more... )