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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 8:16 AM UTC
FAKE NEWS,
FAKE INTELLECTUALS-
BREAK THE RULES
OR IT'S ALL JUST PERPETUAL.
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 4:52 PM UTC
Yesterday I wrote to a judge
on the behalf of an old friend
who has done the unthinkable.
“Sitting where you are,
Your Honor,
you could not possibly know
the boy”—the
man,
the
What do you call it when
the desire of an “I
told you so!” stales
to nothingness.
Silence. Everybody
is invincible
“30 years.” the voice came through
the collect call from County.
“They gave me thirty, thanks
for nothing,” said the
the
murderer.
But now there’s nothing for you,
but time and prison wine.
Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 11:16 PM UTC
Coffee and a Klonopin,
I've been thinking hard
on just how long it's been
You--me, me and you
I pop another one in
and you say it's cool.
But I've been so cold,
baby
These things are my seeds
they let me grow, baby.
Nothing feels right.
Blame it on the pills,
I've been seeking thrills, baby
sitting with some
hennesy on the floor,
just to stop the chills, baby.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 3:27 PM UTC
It truly is the biggest
gift in the world
to look at yourself
in the mirror
and recognize
whoever you
may be
looking
at.
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 2:14 PM UTC
Drumkits on the desk,
next to the mirror plate and the advil.
Momma, I'm just tryna do my best,
I been taking things just to keep
my hands still.
You already know.
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 1:39 PM UTC
A woman places an add
on a merchant website,
“full wardrobe for sale:
men’s worn clothes XL,
an engagement ring,
cash only—leaving
tomorrow.”
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 10:14 AM UTC
Three words—eight words, we
slay with hate words or
lay with some plain jane,
without a
care for her name while she's
dressed as a french maid,
waiting for a safe word.
We fake words, like when
we write our papers, or when
reach for chasers, just hiding
cracks behind our blazers.
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
Let's be earnest.
I mean, let's just burn it—to the roach,
and we'll all toast, pretending like
we've earned it.
Earnest.
Here's to the all the things
we love the most:
here's to blowing smoke and
to doing enough coke to let our
noses bleed. Let's just scream
**** the masses!" See,
we'll be back, like vapor from the ashes.
Let's be earnest, we
live life, we live it
to the fastest. Clinking
champagne glasses until life
just puff puff
passes.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC