kristineWhisper

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as I eat wasabi peasI’m nothing but ink / I’m bleached pulp dyed blue and red / Recyclable
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May 12, 2016
fall of manI always pass the blame / but, really, it was eve / to eat the fruit, not me.
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May 12, 2016
hero's journeyBeast! / You glom at the teat / of nurture, of support and success
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May 12, 2016
sickYou thumb my jeans. / I say ok. / Okay?
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Feb 1, 2016
all dead(alternate title: in which i reference three things) / there is snow general / all over Ireland
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Jan 14, 2016
kissing is bombing another countryOur hands are intertwined / and the world is being / destroyed before us.
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Oct 10, 2012
flesh eating loversand if I ever eat your flesh / know it is because I liked you best. / If I ever sell your soul
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Sep 2, 2012
I want to live in space but I also want to kiss youI could drown in your kiss. / But maybe drown is the wrong word. / The word “drown” makes my lungs feel constricted.
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Jul 25, 2012
I think this poem(?) is about sex but I'm not really sure anymoreI long to feel your childish, unseductive touch. / The feeling of your disinterest in a state of arousal is that of a crime scene. / You investigate me with cold, unfeeling eyes
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May 11, 2012
StarsI wish, I wish upon a star / That I could count the stars / But the universe ends too far
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Jan 18, 2012
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