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Rmatheson

American As David Biespiel said, "A poet's greatest fear is that he will flinch." / / My main influences are Gordon Massman, The Mars Volta, and Elizabeth Hufford.

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I couldn't just exist drowning in you it was me that poured the poison out into the existence deafening me.

Apr 20

Apr 20, 2026 at 11:36 PM UTC

Deafening

I couldn't just exist drowning in you it was me that poured the poison out into the existence deafening me.

I vomited cotton candy through a throat full of feathers. Nothing stays down but you. And all I want is not to purge, the sour for the sweet. Baby, you are playing in my head like a song on repeat.

Apr 4

Apr 4, 2026 at 11:53 PM UTC

Baby You Are Playing in My Head Like a Song on Repeat

I vomited cotton candy through a throat full of feathers. Nothing stays down but you. And all I want is not to purge, the sour for the sweet. Baby, you are playing in my head like a song on repeat.

Lace and pink pastel-stained fingers, as the mind shifts to "off". A child, within a doll, within a woman. Carry me, like cotton candy waves, as you move me like music.

Feb 28

Feb 28, 2026 at 11:09 PM UTC

Pastel-Stained Fingers

Lace and pink pastel-stained fingers, as the mind shifts to "off". A child, within a doll, within a woman. Carry me, like cotton candy waves, as you move me like music.

The world it freezes and all growth is dead yet I look ahead worshipping the green arrival of Spring.

Feb 23

Feb 23, 2026 at 3:32 PM UTC

The Green Arrival

The world it freezes and all growth is dead yet I look ahead worshipping the green arrival of Spring.

We fell into silence like leaves falling, dead, in Autumn. But the traces remain and every tree is reborn, in Spring.