| (Yes, I did Change it again.) Writing about him. Oh my. And if you're him, reading this... Do not disregard that, and walk around without pants more often. |
| (Yes, I did Change it again.) Writing about him. Oh my. And if you're him, reading this... Do not disregard that, and walk around without pants more often. |


Verdant Green EyesI want something new. I want to ignore my elders and disrespect my peers. I want to throw rocks at boys with verdant green eyes and plow through their cars with a hatchet. I want to fall in with a new group of friends. I want to dye my hair blue as the ocean and rip my heart out for a song. I want to be free. I want to trip someone up with my eyes and have them in my power for infinity. I want to smile at someone different and have them smile back in a dirty motel room or in the back of a vintage Camaro with the leather interior squeaking on my back. I want dirt, and I want filth. I want to wake up wiVerdant Green Eyes


I Don't Love YouI am afraid, but that doesn't mean I won't love the day I can say "I don't love you anymore."I Don't Love You


Aprocrypha NowThis is a shattered realm.Aprocrypha Now
Pockmarked by bodies decaying-torn and bloodied fabric dripping off
the rotted flesh. Crumbling concrete sinks into the dead earth, crack and stained with blood, booze, and rotting carcasses. Everywhere, the rusted hunks of framing, the smell of burnt plastic and rubber. Everywhere, smoke. Everywhere, fire, and noxious gas that fills the deflated lungs of the cadavers littering the buckling streets. Animals howl, blood and infection seeping from their jaws, bloated from the meat of a million bodies. Th


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Sunday in the Kitchendear mother,Sunday in the Kitchen
i ask you how far we are from heaven. hunched over the sunday paper like a patient gargoyle. your eyes blinking too often, and tongue snaking around in your mouth, as if the answer is hidden between your teeth.
dear mother,
you hum holy bars in the kitchenette. say "hallelujah means praise yahweh, praise the lord" say "angels must rest on the tongue of that word" say "angels, oh angels hallelujah, hallelujah, rest in me"
but you haven't slept in weeks. i hear you sob sigh into the night like a prayer. like your table lamp is the cl


First letter from a PretenderTo You. I love, old people that kiss in train stations. Pretending that couples in tea roomsFirst letter from a Pretender
are having affairs. That the end of the pier is safe because he hates the ocean. Black and white checked socks. Rainbow scarves. Colouring in my scars. Eating the bits of crunchy stuff I find in my keyboard. Going out and giving myself a new name, a different accent, a life story and
trying to make myself beautiful for the day
To the You that's not me
I hate That I have to cut my food into triangles. People that call Stephen Reich an artist. Hair-dryers. Big brand energy drinks. Silence in Libraries


thunderstorms."Erm, sorry to interrupt, but I'm not sure if you've realised yet... it's bloody pouring."thunderstorms.
"Yeah, I know."
"Well then, since you have realised, would you mind coming back under here? You're going to die of pneumonia."
"No, I'm fine."
"What, dancing and laughing like a maniac while having buckets poured over you?"
"Yep."
"Any reason for the sudden streak of insanity?"
"Not really."
"No reason at all?"
"Well, just one."
"Which is...?"
"I like thunderstorms. They make me happy."
"You're not s
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"Put the world on notice I'm ruined and I know it.We threw the game from the start. I'm desperate and devoted the secret no one told us. My songs know what you did in the dark."
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