like theres spiders brewing in my skull or something
or tapeworms
or tumors
or
or
i dunno i guess things are grinding to a halt or something fuck i dunno.


Love Poem Vdeep breath stiff chest ash nest hot guestLove Poem V
one smoke crave more flame stoke i choke.


mommyi love my mommymommy
at least i did until she chased me into the front yard with a nail gun.
her blonde hair
was so wispy and nice
as the police dragged
her away.


Love Poem IVclaws you dig into myLove Poem IV
dark skin
the tip of a fang you dip into my vital organs
ripped open my condom-shaped guts spill out and watching them smoking against the black Earth i
feel so vacant


Awful.I will use that word: awful to name what you have done it doesn't matter why you did it no excuse will justify the course you chose to take.Awful.
Too many people say that it's o.k. or understandable but you were the one the only one who had the bomb or gun.
You had a chance
to do nothing at all to let the child live to let the man go home to wife and family.
You are no hero though you think you are freedom is not what you gain you fight to satisfy yourself to feed off pain and grief.
And th
The Smallrus
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