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missanthrope Aug 2021
baby
give me some more
of that
baby—
lotion.

i want some more
of that
baby—
lotion.

you’re the best
i’ve ever had
you’re the best
baby—
lotion
i’ve ever rubbed on.

give me
every last drop
of yourself—
baby .
missanthrope May 2021
normally
I love
the sum of
the sun,
the summer.
every bleak winter day
I wait for the sun
to kiss me
again.

but today
her kiss
is unbearable
torching my eyes
blazing past my eyelids
radiating right through my core
extinguishing me from within.

every bleak second of today
I waited for the sun
to go
away.

all I wanted
was
some more shuttered seconds
some more blissful blackout
some more ducky dreams.
missanthrope Mar 2021
not even my favorite people
may seek their rest in peace,
when their tombs are encircled
by this endless,
mindless
bustle—
the bustle of an aimlessly industrious life
that is no better than death.

unmute the video
mute yourselves

— The End —