Poetry Blog by Connor Lannes (Memories)
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on Infomercial (Fri, 29 Sep 2017 09:44 am)
on A Hunger (Mon, 25 Sep 2017 08:48 am)
The landlord called this morning
Said that she could tell I just woke up. To call her back later.
The cold was different to me, this late morning
Hazy, paired with rain
Drizzled, Murky, Heavy air that swept through the knit of my hoodie.
The branches lay next to the garage in a consecutively non-organized fashion, taken back by hand a few times
To the old burning pile ...
Saturday 28th October 2017 4:50 pm
It's a concentration of atoms, that in the air converse with one another.
And then those bits become molecules.
They create my table.
And in some ways, my ability to type and write and eat ramen at the last hour of the night.
And they make
That smokey woody herbal floating aroma that reminds me of the witchcraft shop down the street of where we used to live.
Monday 9th October 2017 7:36 am
I'm pretty sure that everyone
Knew the ponytail kid.
Had a ponytail kid.
Is what I mean.
The guy that was just...scratchy, and rough, and he needed to shave more. You know that guy?
You kind of have to wonder when you meet the ponytail kid, why he's like that.
With a grey hoodie that's kind of too big, and it has spraypaint haphazardly covering it.
Friday 4th August 2017 5:49 pm
For the love of God
Change your sheets.
Take a shower,
Your body is exuding more fumes than a nuclear plant.
And by God.
While we're on this trail of reconstructive surgery.
Toss out that shit personality.
Trashy anime and cartoons, no counting for taste.
Kid, if you put a rainbow filter over that drawing, I swear to God...
No wonder every...
Thursday 25th May 2017 4:27 pm