End of…
If I were to come to the end of the world
Would you be there, waiting? Hungry? Unaware
That you are feeding your dying offspring with my tit
Poetry
305 works
Passportless touch
On the curvy meadows
Lying
The early dew no longer appeared
F-Day
The lightness
Free-falling
Freed
Unfriend
I just unfriended myself
To enchant my detractors
Jubilating at my clicked self loath
A Long Friday Ago
I hate bugs
I can’t stand bug people
Cocoons lie
The audience of the hope
I let myself go
from the ledge
I was born
To the other poet
I often dream
Of the poet
Whose qualms
Wombless
Once wombless
Death is upon like a testament
Marrow of fear
The Drowning
Hmm... I like your walk, I love watching it
The thickening’s on, the ticking is down
Tick-tack... tick is green; tick-tack... tack is brown
Doing God
I wish, I were, I was impotent
While going around the skies
Finding a lost god
She
She was jealous not of me
She was jealous of herself
If another looked at me
After the crash
I like the way I'm restored
in a new window
firefoxed by the hounds
No Ar
Está nas paredes
Um sonho lento, só, urgente
Muito são para ser demente
Metaphorless
I’d like to fuck mountains in the ass
Forcing their lava subside in the liver
Cirrhotic and moonshinless
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I wouldn't start the email with a barren dear or I hope this finds you well...
I want to be polite like a gentle summer rain after the drought
and lascivious like a baby born naturally, I want.
Jewel of Denial
The sun, he made a late appearance
Hungover, he rose up woozily
Beating, burning, itching bad
Down There
I do not want to die
But I do not care if I did
A day, two months, ten years
Unloved
What more is yet to lose, A broken soul cannot choose, dropped without much concern, A hateful action puposefully ensued
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However sad for a true man
It has been said that a woman
Either loves or hates; she knows no medium
Hole in the Whole
I looked deep, deep into the whole
And the bottom was there, so close
The bottom... so close... could’ve just swallowed me