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a m a n d a Oct 6
today i realized,
that this very foreign,
amazing feeling
is what the dictionary
or jeopardy would
refer to as
and i'm sorry,
but that's hilarious.
a m a n d a Oct 6
this dope ***
bright red yellow pink sun
in the rearview.
an energy, without doubt.
while she sings
"don't hurt yourself"
and i decide
i will try harder
not to,
and that i only want
the imaginary brand new
futuristic race car
if i can have it
with complete abandon -
sure in the knowledge
that it could be crumpled
and imperfect in minutes -
a loss a loss a loss.

i would only want it
if i could truly accept its destruction
the cryptic length of
enjoyment without worry.
then i could
race that machine
be that machine
love that m a c h i n e
Oct 5 · 68
the pool
a m a n d a Oct 5
i had a thought
to write a thing
but as soon as it emerged
it sunk again
back to the pool
of brewing ideas
Oct 1 · 89
(i remember)
a m a n d a Oct 1
a new song
suddenly time
has s l o w e d
the air is thick
skin is hot
breath is short
my body moves
differently and
suddenly he
is here,
inside this new soundtrack,
a beautiful figment
of daydream and memory.
a m a n d a Sep 28
don’t try to take me
to seasons of nostalgia with you
(it’s the same every year)
and i don’t want to go.

i’d rather there be
an endless summer.
Sep 24 · 301
i beg of you
a m a n d a Sep 24
(in my heart of hearts)

to please stop
asking me to
a c c e p t the cookies.
a m a n d a Sep 10
( sweet corn | work zone ahead | do not pass )

i think everyone is everyone.
i simply can't help it.
Aug 10 · 213
listening ears
a m a n d a Aug 10
some days
you hit every red light
and get stuck behind
a literal **** truck
for miles on end
when it's 85° and
the a/c is broken.

and i'm pretty ******* certain
that if you don't want to hear it,
you're not gonna hear it.

and if you don't want to learn,
you're not gonna learn.

and it's not my fault
you can't attune your
listening ears.
May 18 · 282
what there should be
a m a n d a May 18
there is no
what should be
there is only
what is.
May 11 · 516
edges of a dream
a m a n d a May 11
sometimes i get the edges
(the glimpses of a dream)
the moment you think to r e a c h
that thing is already
- gone -
May 9 · 144
a fleeting mind slam
a m a n d a May 9
the thought was conjured,
for a moment, just_
that i am already anything
i could ever need to be...
and better than even
i thought i could be
(in this backwards time.)
a m a n d a May 9
you don't even realize
the seconds turn to stacks
and what you thought was new
now is old old old
and yet here you are
and the only clear thought
is a new thought
May 8 · 1.8k
ya'll know the place
a m a n d a May 8
(deepdeepdeep in the cut)

beautiful girls with long braids
quiet boys with tears in their eyes
yellow birds
and pink trees

flutes and drums and haunting strings
drifting smoke
sleepy cats
blanket on blanket on blanket
a m a n d a Apr 20
the sad thing,
is that you would
love to hear the story
i have crafted.
honest to god.

you would adore the idea,
you really would.

and yet,
it will remain in this
strange realm
of fabulous ideas
known only to me.

and ****, what a world
i have crafted,
if only you could see.
Apr 20 · 1.4k
rotate the moon
a m a n d a Apr 20
call it what you will
i know i can create life
with just this thought
Apr 17 · 551
stoic masterpiece
a m a n d a Apr 17
your name materialized
through sound waves
someone else's vocal chords
to my ears -
i could even feel everything connecting
an electric brain buzz from
ears to brain to eye to brain
to lips to brain to muscle to brain
to reset and reset and reset
and i did my absolute best
to take normal breaths

that particular sound
has no effect on me.
a m a n d a Apr 15
(i can, but i won't.)

i am this,
but i am also not this.

i see you
but i won't say so,
until i will.

but if i hear it,
i might feel it.
and if i feel it,
i might become it.
Apr 11 · 244
a m a n d a Apr 11
when someone loves you
they take you with them
as free and as far
for as long
as they
Mar 26 · 156
(no one is coming)
a m a n d a Mar 26
you cannot fathom
the lime green light
or what has transpired
that led you to this place.

you cannot fathom
the life eating pain
until it is upon you,
tearing you limb from limb.
Mar 3 · 236
a m a n d a Mar 3
has the time come?
the limit reached
max allotment for
any semblance of a thing
to remain that thing?
Feb 24 · 148
(not you)
a m a n d a Feb 24
it shouldn’t be
so hard to believe
that i made it for me
that i said it for me
or that i did it for me
a m a n d a Feb 18
i got t i r e d
of being enslaved
by the idea
that i had to
relentlessly justify
my very right to e x i s t
that i had to prove
again and again and again
my purpose
my worth
my supreme health and vitality
my endless energy
my moral ******* i n g superiority

(that’s why)
Feb 18 · 444
a day
a m a n d a Feb 18
(with blue cheese lacking the desired tang)

sore arms
purple masks
East 1999
alternate routes
cats on high alert
cold hands
gas stations
s p a c e s h i p s
Feb 13 · 1.3k
a m a n d a Feb 13
once you’ve lived
with a cat or two
any item in the periphery -
a towel, a purse, a sock
becomes a still creature,
silently watching
Feb 13 · 308
So What’Cha Want
a m a n d a Feb 13
you know
friday night
b u c k w i l d
when it involves
lidocaine patches
naproxen sodium
& ice packs
after challenging yourself
to a dance off
and don’t be a punk
if the patch dislodges
and gets stuck in your hair
just dislodge it again
a m a n d a Feb 11
new layer
duplicate layer
link layer
hide layer
flatten layer

yet the only true layer
is the transparent layer.
Feb 4 · 107
a m a n d a Feb 4
i limited myself
on purpose
set up a procedure
for my future self
to pause at
a certain place
and be considerate
but when my warning arrived
from the past me
that turned future me
now to now me
and now me
and n o w me
i could still decide
whether to accept my
own rule or
completely discard it
and glimpsed i am
all the me’s
in all of the times
and in all of the projections
and in all of the reflections
Feb 4 · 139
a passing thought
a m a n d a Feb 4
what will happen
when the sun comes back?
what will happen then?
what will happen then?
a m a n d a Feb 3
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Feb 3 · 126
some days
a m a n d a Feb 3
and apparently,
some days
your body hurts
and you peel
a cucumber in bed
when you realize you
should probably eat
and then you throw the peels
right on
the ******* floor
(just for now)
(just because you can)
Jan 29 · 145
open road
a m a n d a Jan 29
so sue me!
i like to drive fast
let me
have this one
mf joy
and just move that honda, boy!
crank that shaft, dawg
and just get out
the way, dude!
all you have to do
is get out
the way!
Jan 29 · 430
a m a n d a Jan 29
if i were to
hear your voice
i would be
crushed to ashes
to dust
to gold
and thrown into
the sky
only to fall
as a star
to the earth
to dust
to ash
to particle
to light
a m a n d a Jan 29
sometimes you cry
when you are making soup
because you’re the
saddest of the saddest of the saddest
of the sad

.15mm dot after dot after dot
after dot
and line after line after line
after line

and you say what you
can’t say
without saying
a thing
Jan 22 · 611
b r a i n s t o r m
a m a n d a Jan 22
i suddenly know
what i would make
for you
(if i were a person
that made things
for you)
Jan 21 · 106
a m a n d a Jan 21
i’m not good at remembering
dates or names or numbers
but i do remember this message
with utmost clarity

delivered to me in elementary school
sitting in a desk
facing forward
toward the chalkboard
the teacher pointing
to the word “assume”
centered on the board:

arrows were drawn
and the lesson made clear

“when you assume,
you make an
*** out of
u and me.”
a m a n d a Jan 21
might as well
let fly the fear
of going back<<<
since it is
not even a place
and not even a thing
Jan 21 · 268
502 Bad Gateway
a m a n d a Jan 21
don’t tell me that,
i don’t like that.

what is it you
expect me to do?

identify the suspects?
map the connections?
follow the protocols?
test the responses?


it’s just that things are so fragile
the lines so thin
the intentions so pure
a m a n d a Jan 15
everyday i am born again
and everyday i die
Jan 15 · 119
lavender sage
a m a n d a Jan 15
sometimes the changing light
is a

and i miss you so much
that i cry
my eyes
right out.
Jan 14 · 102
remember forget
a m a n d a Jan 14
remember remember remember,
forget forget forget.
remember, forget.
r e m e m b e r
Jan 13 · 230
a m a n d a Jan 13
pain p u l l s all
to itself
a m a n d a Jan 13
post your post your post your post
circle surrounds circle
surrounds circle
together we go down
for the sake of
your education.
Jan 6 · 179
m a k e r
a m a n d a Jan 6
you really only have you.

yet you are simultaneously
no one and everyone,
both everything and nothing.

and you cannot have anything,
not one single thing.

observe and reflect
absorb and reject.
build and destroy
build and destroy.
Jan 5 · 100
see without seeing
a m a n d a Jan 5
i had never even guessed
that anything
had to be undone,
let alone
e v e r y t h i n g .

or that so much
can become clear
simply by
asking the question.
Jan 4 · 539
there is no way to say
a m a n d a Jan 4
there is no way to say
what i cannot say
other than to say
i can’t say it.
Dec 2020 · 127
the observer saw
a m a n d a Dec 2020
where is home?
where is home?

it must be here.
my god,
it must be here.
Dec 2020 · 62
a m a n d a Dec 2020
i’ve been doing
     a lot of typing
     and deleting
     as of late.

     bringing thoughts
     to the present
     assigning letters
     and codes
     and then

b a c k

     letter by letter
  a retreat
to the succinct
the appropriate
the vague
the non-committal
the veil
the chain
Dec 2020 · 232
to see
a m a n d a Dec 2020
this layer of life,
(or living itself)
is permeable
your ability or
even desire to see
hazy or
seeing only what
can be perceived
in that

to be fully present and aware,
to see all the layers
the tilt-shift perspective
the zoom in
the micro
the macro
the meta
the step-back
c l e a r l y

is such a rare
and beautiful thing.
Dec 2020 · 123
fucking FIGHT
a m a n d a Dec 2020
clarity can arrive and depart quickly
a vision through a tunnel
a sharp e x p a n s i v e place
o u t

just know
that once you are unleashed,
you are impossible to
once again contain

you can go into
sleep mode
a haze of forgetting, ignoring, tolerating

but just because you forgot
does not mean
you cannot remember
although it
may be

if you remember
try as hard as you can,
and then try harder,
and then *******
try harder still

******* FIGHT
not to s

however* you must
y o u.
a m a n d a Dec 2020
i never think about my armour,
but i suddenly realize i have to
because there is no
"load previous save"
in this game.

there is no going back.
e v e r.

there is only
forward motion
with constant revision

and that is a hard thing
to grasp and hold

a strange place to be

forgetting and remembering
entire different
lives and selves.
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