Fall fashion is immure

Full fascism is astir

I have to flee

To freedom in Germany

The irony aint lost on me

 

Diseases invading my soul

Discontent bought and sold 

A willing lackey was I

A corporate shill, a living lie

 

Fated to pretend

Until the bitter end

Kept alone on my own shelf

Self-condoned a poisoned health

 

In frigid Berlin I begin to thaw

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The page awaits, too silent to forgive, Each empty line a dare I can’t defend. What if I write what shouldn’t even live? What if I start, and ruin where I end? A phrase begins — I edit while I write, Then stop, and stare, and scroll, and check the time. The sentence fights its own pathetic fight, Too scared to be too dull, too sharp, too prime. I think of all the better things I’ve m...

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I see you here, I see you there
You sit upon my shoulder.
Biting thoughts, psychosis.
My voice it grows much colder.

Do I need to hear, I've failed this time,
You whisper in my ear
Clouded thoughts, depression
"You'll never be a seer"

"Your words they have no place
There nothing on their own"
Darkened verse, bipolar
Deep seeds of doubt are sown

Words are getting easier,
thi...

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veiled her blue calculating eyes

perplexing glances in the gloom

doubts pierced my needy soul

doomed before I left the room

 

sultry night in old San Francisco

anxious moon smearing the bed

mood like some jack in the box

doubt running amok in my head

 

woke to discover a basilisk stare

examining my rank imperfection

my body was never the greatest

where is the...

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what used to hurt me

still does

what used to scare me

still does

what used to make me curl up on the floor

shaking to my very core

still does

 

I am constantly afraid that one day

I will come face to face with my mistakes

a tableau of painful regrets and aches

the times I said I couldn’t when I could

the times I said I wouldn’t when I would

 

the past stil...

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More on the whole writing process, & turning your scribbled notes into something....

Mining my mind

For Diamonds

Rough Nuggets

On Notes

Are the

Shy Ones

Got To

Polish 'em Out

Nice & Shiny

Won't Let

These 

Self Doubts

Defy Me

 

 

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pull out thre trigger u know how it go 

call up lil leek cuz he still got that 4

when I'm down bad I do not got nopbody

release all my problems when I drink this bottle 

still fucking hoes man I just fucked this model 

nobody know about all of my problems 

call up tequila u know she gon solve it 

I wanna stop drinking but I got nobody 

I try to reach out but they always dec...

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I had a dream that I could fly.

I soared up on wings made of paper

and feathers of ink,

and sky-wheeled with eagles and doves.

They saw me for a fraud

but embraced me all the same,

 

until I woke up,

and fell from the sky.

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hurry..hurry..

volatile flickering glim--

exposed and expiring

within trenchant

tangling convolutions

 

murmur..murmur..

fragile faithless prayers--

wrestled and relented

from incoherent

idling dissolutions

 

stumble..stumble..

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The scalded soldiers

Slid over the top

Of the parched peak; waved,

Awaited the pop

 

Of reflexed wretchings -

The wretched allure;

Sweet shelling shrapnel

So bitter and pure.

 

Then dinning quiet but

Cliched tweeting; the

Eery aftermath

Of gorge filled eating.

 

The troops fall silent

'Til cries ring out and

Once more the trenches

Filled with d...

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A winter bite that

mocks the spring, pincers its cocoon.

A life supported?

Cease one's internal decay,

Even ice melts. Love's fluidity.

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