Hi there
I am drunk
alone in the dark again
**** poetry && vvhat you
think you knovv about it
pump my ego
hoping for a pump of your ovvn
looking in the mirror
hey self, ******* self
death vvill **** your soul
you ******* *****
  life
  ******
  ******
death is going to love you
love is going to death you
mash you the **** up
sleep hard pounding heart
hi heart, ******* heart
die already
**** in the toilet
morning come
Clonidine
after noon
Amlodipine
future
ashes
for
us

green cotton threads
have you switched professions?
Heres that amlodipine you asked for -
grazing my fingers,
you can explain it better than me.
Where do I end up
if I keep writing about every single one
of our encounters?