Creep. Inch-Crawl here.
Thrum’p dead weight slide
Join-locked SNAPPED
knee raised /
/
<FOOT) swoop goes
that beast down the alley
of arrow needs || caused my eyes
to hemorrhage S h at tereD my
heart & MIND. Threw away UP
over and beyond hope @shameless
@ erased existenz am i — YES.
:: 10-05-2018 ::
FATIGUED and humbled
are the moments
like stretched-broken
dreams of bottomless
desire // call me never
—desired by no one
My name : emptiness
. Nickname: ruinous.
The earthworm needs me.
Evil curses my tolerance.
The world absolutely
B R O K E N. \\
:: 10-05-2018 ::
IT rained ruinously down the streets went the
raging day’s temperament
The dog’s barking and snapping at the droplets
of regretful tears that grew into monstrously
huge violence
A hailed cab stood no chance and a failed
businessman took his clothes off and dove
headfirst into the gutter of despair
The young mother with her stroller hoisted
her sails and allowed squally wind to
pacify the cute cuddly cherub
\no other thing existed. The world
was all empty pending the eleven o’clock
news./
Unpredictable — as is nature.
:: 09-29-2018 ::
INVISIBLE and broken
are we
unknown to our own kind
are we
indefensible and ruined
are we
Our life is mystery
Our life is heartbreak
Our life is evil
Our life is worst off
together
so broken
and shameless
No heartbeat between us
divided between day & night
gazing from the gutter
of a private dark heaven
is our life
Getting closer to god
Getting closer to life
Getting closer to meaning
it will never be
it can never be
forever stalking
those unlike you and me
We are the creatures
of the Night.
:: 09-29-2018 ::
Holy is the feeling of you with me
marching through life with me
Struggling with me / some can shine
some even fly and some can slay time
but all these feelings of mine
allow me to cure pain
to endure the bite of my Mind
When you’re with me
beside me and not
against life you’re
with me /. Marching through Life
with this heartbreak called RUIN.
:: 09-25-2018 ::
DO not weep for me tonight
the streets are sleeping
and stars singing their light.
Forgive the clouds you see
some days they weep for you
but in secret feed the trees.
If the world should express
emotions of compassion
it should be for Love;
the language of Things
Great and Small.
:: 09-25-2018 ::
SOME through the brain
in much Dismay i will say
but my thoughts first
through my heart —
is how my own Life
governed by Soul
on this and every day
For some a prison
by thoughts
whose fears as bars
and regrets like walls
i say best to greet mentation
through Love and Spirit
first and foremost of all!
:: 09-26-2018 ::
THESE terrors squeezing life
the unraveling || greatly suffers
a crying child with tremors and
mobbing monsters walking
with shadows || when your mind
is struck in terror like this
aaagh! Save the angels but
forget me –brave the light of
day where terror shows it’s face
{gripping the throat} is the greatest
horror of all __i am a madman bleeding eyes shut
and acrylic paints the INK the most!
Tyrant! Is fear the most!
:: 09-17-2018 ::
… absolutely maybe if wings flew
without a bird’s body and the air
lifted ground as outer space
filled inner spirits
then all things might be
equal and if so then what?
Zero.
Which is arguably a ‘something’
less than 1 but greater than
less than zero.
Words.
The devil’s insidious plot to
madden the human mind with
intangible monsters that chip
away at the glass floor we
all ignore and rarely look
down upon
we might see the super-
structure of reality then.
What then?
HORROR.
:: 09-21-2018 ::
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LIGHT MY CIGARETTE WHILE I CUT MY WRISTS
absolutely maybe if wings flew
without a bird’s body and the air
lifted ground as outer space
filled inner spirits
then all things might be
equal and if so then what?
Zero.
Which is arguably a ‘something’
less than 1 but greater than
less than zero.
Words.
The devil’s insidious plot to
madden the human mind with
intangible monsters that chip
away at the glass floor we
all ignore and rarely look
down upon
we might see the super-
structure of reality then.
What then?
HORROR.
:: 09-21-2018 ::
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