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oni Oct 2015
i am alive

and you are but a
copy
of a copy
of a copy
of a copy
of a copy
of a copy
oni Oct 2015
they all frequent the same places
and maintain the same postures

they use the same spoons
and adore the same sounds

they smoke the same cigarettes
and poison themselves
with the same brand
of alcohol
oni Oct 2015
all of these drugs in my system
all of these holes and blisters
you said that i was made of the sun -
but what do you know of light,
you creature of darkness?
oni Oct 2015
i cannot help but feel
that i am clinging to
a corpse
after the dog has died

the flesh is
rotting
and my bed
reeks
but i cannot help
but come back
to this
every night
oni Oct 2015
maybe
you are not
shaken
by the past
because
it is too busy
clinging to me
oni Oct 2015
these holes
are not known
for having
ends

it is more
probable
that i am
in a tunnel
that lasts
forever
oni Sep 2015
i am not here
this is not happening
i am a tangle
of stardust
drifting out of
my consciousness

i cannot feel this
you cannot hurt me
i am much
more
than my body
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