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366 · Dec 2019
your body an ashtray
Akemi Dec 2019
the nightmare is adjusting
do you remember three times three times three
it was golden lights beneath a midnight harbor
and sweat and rain and
trauma undoing all you loved

i was empress
and you were time
362 · Aug 2016
pin
Akemi Aug 2016
pin
this world is noise
broken ceramic
the head of a pin

sometimes i dream about a pin going through my neck
my head rises like a balloon
and i

if you place your ear against the ground
you can hear the earth hum
it sounds like rushing water
blood
358 · Aug 2019
cya in canada ver.3
Akemi Aug 2019
we make ourselves intricate
to pull the other
but the closer we come
the more we unravel apart?

******* god acid *****
353 · Jul 2018
a wretched joke
Akemi Jul 2018
i think we lost the world
decades ago.
a new innovation every year
a new innovation every year
a new innovation every year
a new innovation every

ive been losing my ability to talk
it began slowly
first when i learnt about marxism
the unspeakable irrationality of the market
a future automated to the point of economic crash
the mistakes at the top by those impartial actors
bailed out by the state
because **** the rest

i have lost my tongue
these words come out a stilted mess
second i learnt about feminism
a slow descent into western enlightenment humanism
more properly called white male privilege
more recently called the alt-right
displacement of all abject terror into a projective mockery
abasement of all cultural difference
outside critique folded into the term censorship
their own censorship labelled as transgression
the death of dialectical exchange

and before all that
the ecological crisis
when i was still a naive liberal doing a zoology degree
sitting in the library every evening
feeling a deepening resentment towards everything and everyone around me
catastrophic global warming
the cessation of all life
the automated slaughter of millions
rationalised through the same rhetoric as racism and sexism
more commonly called speciesism
thinking more and more that the most wretched species on the planet
was human beings

i dont know where im going with any of this
i dont know where i am
these words dont come easily anymore

the more i learn about the world
the harder it gets to say anything
because beyond outrage
there is silence
and a deepening feeling that nothing we do will change anything
that we’ve past the point of no return and are heading inexorably towards
death bigotry fascism patriarchy genocide war drone strikes corporate manslaughter **** transphobia terf ******* annihilation of the other platform capitalism self-regulating automatons caught in the iron cage of instrumental rationality all selves constructed through social media hegemony elevator pitch self-reflexive death of corporeality the transfiguration of the entire human species into scopophilic nightmare celebrities cramming their faces with photo-perfect steak dinners spouting anti-pc fascist ******* about how queers have never had it better and that blacks should just stop being born in poor socioeconomic environments and just work harder whilst juggling a part-time job and care work that this is the best economic system we've ever had as power shifts irrevocably into fewer and fewer hands total institution of society backhanded disdain towards any collective politics whilst reposting the same ******* reactionary memes everyone else in their collective (non)-identity group has shared where do we go? what’s left to reclaim to built to move towards mired in regressive politics the meandering subject of left politics trapped in the media apparatus of capital myself included too anxious too wretched mouth filled with cotton the tightening pull of knowing too much in an ever increasingly alienating academic jargon poststructuralist ******* that i love but am incapable of explaining where do i go? what am i doing? what the **** is happening?

there’s no way out of this
Akemi Sep 2017
ergo
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Akemi Dec 2019
because this is your form in broken scripts.
329 · May 2018
front/stage
Akemi May 2018
fly mouthed
cavalier
the toppled past
runs
rope through my grip.

thief
impostor
saboteur.
minna
minna
minna.
Akemi Aug 2017
There is a gap. A horrible place. A horrible horrible horrible place; filling, it sobs concrete, water, waste, air. I hear the earth gallop, mother's fire, a siren space stretched beneath my heart, but there is nothing. ******* **** me. Wrap me in china. I can't bear this world. I *******
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323 · Jan 2019
empty modern
Akemi Jan 2019
light barred
through your drifting reach
i’m trying and trying and ******* up

if i could
i’d take in all your frailties
and break

but things would only get worse
302 · Jun 2019
frail horizons
Akemi Jun 2019
it’s further and further and
you won’t last
bitter peak flows black water
Akemi Feb 2020
the ceaseless being of your mouth grapples awful its gray arrest and morning stupor where no one is awake the faint corners of your room block colour monogram the rain has stopped folded into yesterday like all things coming into light wet figments cling and ghosts drop between particles of dirt the earth in tremors sometimes jets of ink raise limp drowned cloth you'd rather forget the light has shifted garrulous open open i am propped blank and disused in the litter wind fragments of sundry love cast me acid e and bright hell washed like golden rays on a body returned to conception dysphoric machine theatre assemblage all tragedy makes me laugh split the earth *** on the ground do you love yourself so much you wear a mask of your own face drawn thinner and thinner until no distance remains i am saturnine liminal endless for all deaths are a movement
impossible drifts
cavernous lust
298 · Jul 2018
an endless staircase
Akemi Jul 2018
i arrive
fragmentary trajectories
polyvocal mass

burning assemblage of resentment
walking to the kitchen to grab an apple
leave me alone

i lock the door
i eat my apple
i feel no guilt

panoptic father
you know

we tried
with the counter
the indexical signs of worth
the grade average
you let fall

three years is too long
to watch the same *******
repeat
to provide multiple outs
you didn’t want
except the one who was
never enough

i’m done with feeling
anything.
if we’re never enough for you
maybe you should find somebody else.
273 · Nov 2018
k.
Akemi Nov 2018
k.
slow burn through the frame
you shrink with every breath
laughing in your sleep.
262 · Sep 2017
th
Akemi Sep 2017
th
ah
slipped.

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