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61 · Jan 23
a measure of want
kfaye Jan 23
the thing that’s feasting upon the things that are feasting_
the gut cauldron .
the soup of you .
61 · May 2023
Untitled
kfaye May 2023
The spermicide in your voice
The sink drain spinning
     .After much coaxing


The hair clumps climbing in bromine drips

As the acid burnt label’s yellowing edge
Waits for  further  corrosion  in the cabinet

As we seek to photosynthesize.  Into greater     limbs reaching

We shed the jitters

Humble before the promise of our own smallness

We feel the growth in our bones.

Thin.

Not yet as a door.

Not as an ear.

Not yet as a scar.

Not yet as a shadow.

Not yet as a self.

Yet.

Yet.

The ebbing

Of your eager look

As we roll our eyes,

And are no longer noticed by each other’s fingertips.
61 · Aug 2023
Untitled
kfaye Aug 2023
critter-lung .
critter-lung .
bouncing in the trashday sun
fill me
with.     something
kfaye Mar 12
the arrogance to act.
the hope without good reason .

the necessary prerequisites for
animation :

tilting at the gamma-wind, ye
terminal fingers (flowering buds) of the bloodline

homesick meteor,
deep with longing

heavy ,mineral heart

first, man imagined god_
then, he built it

with mother-minded longing .
from that lonely vantage in space
60 · Feb 22
manic pixie doom girl
kfaye Feb 22
free.pop
picnic.punk
polish on a broken nail

hope is a checkered story of
homewardliness  - whatever that may come to mean
60 · Nov 2023
Untitled
kfaye Nov 2023
these tired seasons
of rot-gut mornings / swallowing sore.belly_fulls of pride and other
virtues//
but all that’s swallowed turns to **** in the
end.
and
a call to chivalry is broken tenfold
and rained down
upon
a
thin tarp, hastily strung up over the collective human campground🚯
60 · Jun 2023
Untitled
kfaye Jun 2023
Basking in the dead neutrino glow
Like forgotten serpents in the pit of
Dawn’s feeble attempt at breaking

A
Perpetual crepuscular
Homogeneity
Tucked in too tight at the bed-corners

Asphyxiating the
Sleeping
Beauty of

Mankind ,

A quiet
Thrill,

A peace
Broken by
Kinetic frenzy
Slowing
Down .

And you,
The
(uncertain) Cloud /
Grinding to a
Haunted
h a u l t .
h a l t .
60 · Aug 2023
Untitled
kfaye Aug 2023
soot-footed,we careen off the edge of our sea.scrying corrective endeavors     [seraph - lensed ;feather-wet]
     as the spire
becomes a
  d  
  r
  i
  l
  l
60 · Sep 2023
Untitled
kfaye Sep 2023
like escape artists finding bigger cages each time we get out.
like new backpacks
full of the yearning for
places to take them.
kfaye Jun 1
fact-based decision making /
the inherent , long-term kindness of truth .
the patience to seek it , regardless of popular opinion or ad campaign /
the inherent cruelty of averages and crowds /
the willingness to build wings /
the bravery to use them /

the hubris to use them unglamorously .

the tower , the fall , and the sea .
the illusory virtue of the inventor’s son :
the illusory personal value-add in possessing unearned, inherited things .
virtually, anything you want .
anything you want, virtual .

the perceived magical nature of wisdom /
the failure to pattern /
real math using false measurements /
real harm using falsehoods against the world .
the failure to achieve mastery on the first day /
the persistence to achieve mastery .

you can do good things_
60 · Apr 13
In the beginning,
kfaye Apr 13
there was evil. [ that is to say, there was u n  r e g u l a t e d ]
then, man created good
to pretend that he was.
while he served himself and waged holy
wars,
he ate well.
then, man discovered reality
by the weighted average of popular vote
cast by the “in-crowd.”

Dusk came.
and in the end
it was all just a layer of well compacted
sediment :
a thin dark band in the rock_
•with a particular chemical makeup
•with the marbled remains of all artifice
and art

•with no one left to render observance
there
kfaye Mar 27
And what I have seen is that it is always exactly what it has always looked like

Gut get good and go do some
We need it.
60 · Jul 2023
Untitled
kfaye Jul 2023
my poor apple tree
precipitates into my red right-eye
as my saw carves tough love
out of the torn branches of
sabbath’s
storm burst
kfaye Oct 2022
But I
Return to
My growing

The world serpent shall awaken
After all this
Hibernation and hate

And shall find that
Slumbering serpents awaken

Strong.

————-

You steal my symbols,
Rally falsely to my image.

In time, you shall rally no more
kfaye Aug 2023
as the nostrils clear
           air and earth
as mouths loop around anthems without countries.
as we bloom inside.(not out)
(not ours) (not sweeping us up in it.)

we catch eachother in definitions only.
it's like trying to be grown .
tropical plants sit in clay pots by the window

+your rugburn smile breaks\      / open and spills out over
everyone.

+your fingernail teeth.wash me away

i felt it also.fainting also. fearing all the things that rat us out to the
u n i n d o c t r i n a t e d

that eat us out with one ear against the wall

that normie   ****.

that sunburn skin.that
tankline brea
k

i take

these pictures in my head instead of
you
59 · Jul 3
organic.vigilance
kfaye Jul 3
still _courses
//through we,the wet.
[though dry curses be cast upon us now]
59 · Aug 2023
Untitled (Dec 2017)
kfaye Aug 2023
she laughs like breakfast cereal hitting the side of the bowl
                                                   [maple syrup in my hair.]
59 · May 2023
Untitled
kfaye May 2023
If there is any human history
Left to be written,
I hope that you will be
Remembered.

Oh. Oh. Shaboom.
59 · Apr 2022
Untitled
kfaye Apr 2022
Belly hairs
Stiffened outwards

Inside the deep wash of dry baseboard-heatered air


It’s good.
To think back sometimes


With waxy cuticles     against the chapped    
    lip’s
open
    curl
59 · Jun 2023
suck.smack.gun.thwack.
kfaye Jun 2023
tie them to the
post of
* good god, it's america* .

shift.thrift.cut.grift.
eat them in the sight of

all.
\

it's plastic granite .
it's a brand new way:to
hate
     the
         night
                 away .


it's swaying in the
moonlight

in sight of
blight - and a regurgitated.Love


push.comes.to.shove
p-p-push.comes.to.shove

­push.comes.to.shove
p-p-push.comes.to.shove

push.comes.to.shove
­p-p-push.comes.to.shove

push.comes.to.shove
p-p-push.comes.to.sh­ove


push.comes.to.shove
p-p-push.comes.to.shove




push.comes.­to.shove
comes.to.push.comes.to.shove
comes.to.push.comes.to.shov­e
comes.to.push.comes.to.shove
comes.to.push.comes.to.shove
comes­.to.push.comes.to.shove

comes.to.push.comes.to.push.comes.to.pus­hcomes.to.shove
58 · Apr 2023
Untitled
kfaye Apr 2023
Fill your spaceship
With things you will want and need

Me and my space dog
Shoot on and
On.
kfaye Feb 3
if you want to know what love feels like
then you know what love feels like .and if you find out that everyone feels the same way too_you will come to know how to love
58 · Sep 2023
Untitled
kfaye Sep 2023
the sea needs the stone face of the shoreline to dash upon, else it won’t know how big it is
58 · Jul 2023
Untitled
kfaye Jul 2023
the world has spat itself inside-out
in the ******-flash of the
claim.

piercing thin tunnels of
flesh
through less-than-best-laid plans,
as if
laying itself were
virtue enough to ****
by






as the dishes
drip

in failed echo
of
the
windowsill


and
i,

glittering fangface
upon the instant spell
of


opportunistic .
encompassure .
kfaye May 2023
And no matter how hard it comes down,
It never comes close.
Then, summer meant something other than sweating.
Then, we ran the abandoned shoppingcarts through pothole oceans on the side street behind the mall.
Later, she changed out of the wet clothes and came out pantsless in the oversized Sweatshirt that would define **** forever.


(With damp hair still clinging to the back of her neck)


And if all the sad anime teach us anything : It’s that when things change, they can never go back
58 · Sep 2023
Untitled (Oct 2016)
kfaye Sep 2023
oh
sebum heart
you are more than the cells rotting in your
body
.than the hive mind of bacteria in your gut
telling you to rip the
place to shreads


in shoals of sticky wet erasure
58 · Aug 2023
Untitled
kfaye Aug 2023
humbaba-house
torn down
for ill-gotten cedar

and other spoils of
war
kfaye Aug 2023
they came dressed as the moon, sang about death and warned against time .
they came dressed as the sun, sang about death and warned against misbehavior .
57 · Oct 2023
the thousand anxieties
kfaye Oct 2023
become mud soap
as the mad wraith
tithes the
Land
tell your heroes
not to
come .
kfaye Feb 22
holds us.historically hostage
as our.future splays out like frayed wires
under the nav panel before [me]
this is your captain speaking,
we are going to be hitting some bumpy
a|r
remain seated/as you dare
57 · May 2023
Untitled
kfaye May 2023
The name of the thing
Is not the thing /
The measurement of the thing
Is not the thing /
Nor, the unit of measurement /

The costume of the idea is not the idea /


That is to say,
The house is not made of wallpaper, nor
Paint


The words we are using ,
Serve as only the lowest common denominator  -
Seeds
Carried between
Islands

By movement in the air.

Things are much
More
Thing-ful
Than that

The
Gods
Have come
Home
To die
57 · Apr 2022
Untitled
kfaye Apr 2022
,


I tell time no longer on a grand scale
but rather
In
produce
.watching the bowl full of this week’s
bananas
decay a little more each night
Taking a mental snapshot every time
I get
Home from work
Or as home as I’ll ever be
56 · Jul 2023
vestibule veritas
kfaye Jul 2023
the radio tower tuned in
to my
legs
pounding downward into the
grey sand:transfixed
like a static
node in  
the
flail-winged embrace

as waves
   comprise

the multitude
swarm
of
unheeded prayers shot like
fugues
out
from the center
of
observation,

this
decomposing gemstone
coast


beacon.4the.undertow
56 · Jan 6
Untitled
kfaye Jan 6
eyelids feel like wet aluminum
gut stitches shut
bad knee re-bads.after years of ok-ing
spasm of the foot


poison
Poison

path in the world.


/

skull face under face face
face face, facing the truth
kfaye May 2023
In enclosing circles/and/between quick, jittering slices of their mantras .
Dropping staves of sing-song leaflets on the city from fluttersupreme
Aerial invasion

Discordant.diatonic_
A final, unheeded plea for
Human
Surrender


Warning the sleeping populace of impending
Obliteration   and
War.





They are here in my neighborhood,
As they have been
.
55 · Feb 3
Untitled
kfaye Feb 3
you’re my handgrenade angel
and you’re close enough, baby
you’re close enough baby .

oh god, i hope it’s close enough_

//:and even after they fixed the boiler
you still turn the water to cold at the end of the shower
55 · May 2023
Untitled
kfaye May 2023
There is no true discipline :
Learn everything
And use the best of
Each

Good luck.
55 · Jan 12
Untitled
kfaye Jan 12
a pity and a horseman
one part, pity.
less part, man.

the tides are meant to be turntable

3more beacons
to
unlight.
55 · Mar 11
Untitled
kfaye Mar 11
hope for the future
respect for the past
but not to the point of disservice towards the  
now
55 · Feb 22
Untitled
kfaye Feb 22
etherium
elysium
etc.
54 · Jan 27
CORPORATE VIRTUE
kfaye Jan 27
beats us senseless as it beats off .

******* all the wilderness out of the world.
54 · May 2023
Shorn
kfaye May 2023
Heads adorned in plastic thorns
Teeter
Side-long across the neighbor’s dead
Lawn//:tongue-******* the anthill
Orifices.busy little workers for a
Long-dead god.


It’s an arms race out here
It’s race wars in their
Char broiled
Minds

It’s kindness, broken evermore .
Ring around the rosy-faced, ****-eating grins//:We all fall
Down.
54 · Apr 2023
Here inside this
kfaye Apr 2023
Blue
Sky dome
We
Roam
With entangled
Groans

And the saxophone
And the saxophone
54 · Jun 28
Rad Fad
kfaye Jun 28
/




rays.thatbetray
the intentionality of
our days and all the tasks assigned therein

20 seconds of alarm.

it’s calling for the tepid disquiet of assimilation

it’s calling for pretenders to assemble in
the shadow of new thrones

it’s calling us by our names

in the language of it’s immeasurable, mylar breath
kfaye Oct 1
Grid photo
yves crayola

Indigo red

Hands traced
Walls and spaces
People and things and clothes

Blue smudges on a pink sweatshirt hanging up in the diner.

Blue smudges on the  darkwood paneled wall of a trailer

Blue marks on a window in an old building , papers littered amid  the cross-beads : cardboard cut-outs and
Flyers for events long passed

On a couch cushion, in a basement, where friends were

On a box of treasures

On a blanket on the ground

/
On a  greyed picket fence, with planks pushed through

Against the faded grass of a desire path

On chain link and locks above the bridge

On door and cabinet handles on the inside - glass and brass

On door handles on the outside - composition, unknown

On the dusty, lace curtains of the backyard door

On the bins in the attic, full of seasons

On the bins in the driveway, refuse

On my heart, and hope to

[full blue handprint visible over left breast - whereas other marks were more fragile, cursory, and accidental in pressure ]

True
Ghosts

Are the cared-about things
That you never knew to take (with you / care of.)


The lonely, yet fulfilled margin-scratch
The rope-less tree  
The tree-less yard
The yard-less home
The home-less mind

Imprints on human time.
kfaye Mar 2
these sloppily-hewn lessons of the stoney-hearted
are not
enough for us:
we are delving further
into the wet.earth between our
[bodies]
and into [bodies]
Skin walkers in love_
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