i cant find my silence.its synergy. no, sorcery.what have you done?baking bread from blisters.fuck that, im out of here.that…
I fascinate you, in all the ways I try to be myself…I’m an architect of feral fury, recording every…
Block out distractions.Clean underneath the toilet seat and lid.The recycling is…
Supine on the sand Letting them flowPouring eagerly out of My saline-drenched soulSalt and grief escape Bleary storm grey…
maybe peace isn’t being servedbut chaos — to bedevoured,tasted…
It is when I struggle to be brief that I become obscure.Horace