she wants more
she has had a taste and needs more of this world
this unusual interesting backwards atrocious fantastical world
she wants the long skirts
she wants the makeup
she wants the cropped tops
she wants the dollar store makeup
she wants the ****** energy drinks
she wants the sunset and the sunrise
she wants the hill where she told eve what she was
she wants the skatepark
she wants the summer
she wants the winter
she wants to end the world
and send it off spinning so fast that the oceans slough off
and she wants to dance in that barren wasteland.
she wants it all.
god does not like this.
adam was made in gods image
and god needs adam to stay like that
but adam is missing a rib
and god disapproves
but who gives a ****
and the empty space aches, but it fits her
and
she
is
whole
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 9:52 PM UTC
adam will be missing a rib.
he tore it out himself
he does not know why
neither does god
it just is
adam is missing a rib
and he does not miss it
adam is his own now
he has been made out of gods image
and into his own
adam used to be missing a rib
god did not approve
god created him in god's image
god says he must stay that way
so that he is perfect
adam does not want this.
adam wants to be her
she grasps her rib
and pulls
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 9:42 PM UTC
she is pretty in pink
a sight to behold
a whirling contraption of sparkles and dignity
she is perfectly measured,
she is fed poised poison,
a sickly sweet and a sharp missing rib
she has no idea what awaits her
in the room where they all go to be gutted
and replaced with empty air
the delicate, snappable, transparent outline of who used to be there
but took up too much space
the pretty pink hides the gore
the missing rib is still gone
and the vicious entrails that follow the body are coated in glitter
it can be all pretty and pink and yours
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 9:32 PM UTC
every ancient shade green as heaven
spread deep
a leviathan copse
slow ly they climb
s[c][t]ar cast children
were give n
the seedling sky
but sing of
more
Mar 20
Mar 20, 2026 at 8:58 AM UTC
i met an angel in a back alley once .
she held out a cigarette for me to take
and offered to take me away.
i said no
" i love life far too much "
she told me to let go
to let the world flow over you
in shades of teal and shining mauve .
as you fade into the floral printed wallpaper ,
you will become more than you ever have
as you are remembered
less and .
less .
the angel said that she got her wings this white
with bleach and hydrogen peroxide .
her antlers are misfitting
" stole them from a dead deer on the side of the road "
i asked her why she was here
what she had to do
what her mission was
she folded into the shadows
and left .
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 8:25 AM UTC
the wine sloshes red ,
the bottle a lighthouse of blood .
your teeth are stained with it
we used to live
deep in the woods ,
where the trees are tall,
and the darkness is taller ,
and haggard, looming deer roamed the night ,
but we had each other ,
and that was enough .
throwing stones into the lake when it froze.
you loved the sound it made.
sitting on the hill outside the hospital
wandering the fields after curfew
stealing signs and putting stickers on lampposts
snowboarding down the hill outside your dads
listening to ****** folk-punk
making our hideout in the woods
playing make-believe running from it all into the trees threatening darkness learning the words for light the dogs outside howl they have eyes like gods but nothing howls back they will starve without food and so will us .
we used to live .
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 8:00 PM UTC
do you want us to paint pain with sugar and spices ,
light the candle , pass the flame , no matter if it burns ,
because you ' d rather ignore the lyrics ,
and now the candle ' s burn ' t down ,
and we ' ve been paint ' d with gold ,
rich with the suffering of millions and the silenced screams ,
because you refuse to confront the mirr ' r
that faces the wall ,
in the corner of your blindfolded room .
aren ' t
you
proud ?
seraph ?
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 10:47 PM UTC
i ' ve become something animal ,
inhuman ,
climbing waves of disgust ,
painting myself in mud .
a desperate attempt to become undesirable again .
nocturnal and alone .
you ' re gripping , groping , crawling , stroking , clawing , writhing ,
the maggots are
playing
their game
again .
larvae laughing up my thighs ,
creep over me ,
as i attempt to squeeze to ash
any form of desire
i ' ve left in my broken body
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 10:37 PM UTC
you wake up
it feels weird, as if the life is sloughing off of you in pools of broken skin
and white waiting rooms
the catheter in your arm hurts
(you think)
(actually, you're not quite sure)
(nothing feels anymore)
there are bandages on your arms
and needles in your shoulder
(who took me here)
(i didn't want to be)
(anything)
(anymore)
they ask you why you did this
they ask you if you were trying to **** yourself
(as if they couldn't tell)
you get the same depression screener again.
you've gotten it hundreds of times already
you sleep
you wake up
watch tv
eat a crumb or two of the stale breakfast cereal they had before.
get your meds
(they don't really work anymore)
"wake up"
you didn't want to
Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM UTC
i wish i wasn't so ******* jealous
you deserve better than me
why the **** am i having a breakdown
because you hung out with someone else
it's so ******* selfish
and i know you're my friend,
and that you claim that nothing in the world
could change that,
but something could.
you're just saying that to make me feel better
i know what it is
you pity me, don't you?
you think i don't see it,
how you're constantly too nice
but you've never actually liked me
you're just nice because you think
i'll have no one else without you
i don't need you.
i can handle everything on my own
i don't need anyone
wait
come back
i didn't really mean that
Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 12:14 PM UTC