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B E Cults Aug 2021
some wind whispers "please, live".
the wind is just reacting
to the sun. I'll live.
B E Cults Jul 2021
plot twist:
the plot wasnt
ever dropped.

chunks of an ice cap
taking the plunge
into the frigid water
of the Arctic ocean
is picked up
by a microphone
off the coast
Papua New Guinea.

it's all connected.
it's all a lesson.

ive learned it
more times than
I could count.
B E Cults Jul 2021
baby,
you don't want
to see what being
in my orbit affords you.

Paris is still on fire.
B E Cults Jul 2021
all of it glows if you
know how to notice it.

apologies,
stall tactics.

the magic is actually
in the tragedy;
embers still
burning
in the
morning.
B E Cults Jul 2021
flies buzzing around
their dying brethren
in the trap by the garbage.
my cigarette is turning
to atmosphere;
"its polluted already",
I say to nobody halfheartedly.
it's all heavy
and pretty ******* useless
for anything other
than becoming food for the
pen and the page.

"this path supposed to
be the scenic route",
nobody replies
in Marlene Dietrich's voice.

there isnt ever a point
besides the conversation
itself.
B E Cults Jul 2021
the word verbosity,
the words for ****'s sake.

those are some words
that come to mind
when I think
about your attempt at trying.

you either **** or **** later.
ivory towers turn
to chalk in the rain.

I'm exhausted with the stakes,
as well,
so don't take any
offence from this.
B E Cults Jul 2021
meanwhile,
drip,
drip,
drip,
it's all good.
this is fine.
the woods are whispering
my name.

my real name.

I love you.
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