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i miss being your daughter
we were close when i was little
you called me your sugar plum fairy
sat by my bed when my dreams were too scary
I didn't know then that our relationship was so brittle
you have mixed feelings about your own mother
maybe that's why you act the way you do
you rip me apart and then try to patch me up with glue
we both know you wouldn't ever do that to my brother
you ...
Monday 18th March 2024 11:52 am
no ship
the sky has been gray
for a week maybe longer
the whole house
smells like cigarettes
we spend all day
watching rain drops trickle
down the living room windows
at night we dream
of lone cars on the interstate
of clear rushing water
of shimmering beaches
when we wake up
we tell ourselves
that this place is death
and we should get in the car
and just dr...
Sunday 17th March 2024 10:00 pm
For You, Wherever You Are
It was on my first of many elevator rides
up from the basement floor
I met a woman with short, red hair and a leather jacket,
who I only ever saw
just this once.
I don’t know whether I ever responded
when she spoke to me
or to God
or to the elevator door
saying:
three years ago, now,
they had given her six months to live.
saying:
three ye...
Saturday 16th March 2024 2:21 am
take the wheel
And venturing out
as an artisan model aircrafts
... enthusiast
is a larger than life recreation
to somebody
who
fell in love
with
Amelia Earhart's
figure 8
Wednesday 13th March 2024 12:06 am
makeup sex
Tuesday 12th March 2024 11:40 pm
Road Rage
The bike are riding two by two
Hurrah hurrah
The bikes are riding two by two
Hurrah hurrah
The bikes are riding two by two
It’s the Highway Code, but I own the road
So Ill just keep driving on
The bikes are now riding three by three
Oh shite oh shite
The bikes are now riding three by three
Oh shite oh shite
The bikes are riding three by three
As ...
Tuesday 5th March 2024 11:01 am
The Greatest Trick The Devil Ever Pulled is convincing the world he doesn’t exist
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled
Is making the world believe he doesn’t exist
I don’t know why but I don’t agree
Let me explain I have an idea you see
Conspiracy theories is fuel for his flames
Brexit, traffic jams and gossip entertain…
His hoards and minions cheer and go wild
All waiting for the day that Johnson’s defiled
With a rod up his buttocks fo...
Sunday 3rd March 2024 9:20 pm
the Good Book
generational forefathers
bore thine
fruits of their labor,
to an heiress
Oh, the burden
given to this poor mistook child.
the Fall of man—after death
40 days and 40 nights,
If we were to predate the Gregorian calendar
… spring too,
life—before Christ—dark
and light archangels
would earn their halos
from Helios through
sun worship,
during the 7 Days of Creation,
summer was mad...
Wednesday 14th February 2024 8:20 am
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