You will not get to know me that way. . . I am truely sorry, but I have no games to play- I am an open book without a single ounce of shame. And I will not be another lessoned learned. I cannot take back my yesterdays or press stop to rewind- I cannot give you tomorrow it's just a lie we all use to get off- it's like unconditional... ya, it's just mostly made up.

So please just keep away from me. Your hopefull eyes make my stomach turn and my ******* head ache. You're just the random blanket I pulled from a forgotten closet shelf- You keep me warm for an hour at best.

Don't get mad as I shrug you off me, watching as you hit the floor. Did you think I'd fold you up nicely, put you back as you were?

Aww, its ok, really, dry your eyes... but not on me- not this time. We have all been there; we have all been that sad girl. Everyone gets a turn didnt you know? unfortunetly this time it's yours.

the fact that i can never spell
unfortunately right
never ceases to **** me off.

unfortunetly?
unfortuntely?

what ****** me off even more
is that spellcheck always thinks i'm trying to say
fortunetelling

...punk ***

BY ARCASSIN BURNHAM




im a bee,
getting Nectar,
Your a tree,
Producing sap,
im deploited,
overwhelmed,
So fustrated to the fact,
That you worry me,
And im just doin me,
im trying to find my identity,
and your an officer just searching me,
Why you worry me,
im just a chilled young boy,
from the nola unfortunetly,
and when theres nothing to do,
im me,
why dont you just be you.

To the people that have lost someone to an OD. I want you to know that they are watching over you everyday. This is about my aunt she would be 23 on December 10th and she would be a mother for the first time. But her stoy should be told. She grew up in a foster home wasnt until the age of 3 she got adopted by her forever family.  As a child my grandma said she was sweet and lovely. When she hit her teen years thats when things took a turn. She was getting into fights with my grandma and running away. Until she came upon some nasty drugs. That lead to her 6ft in the ground and a  family left in grief and sorrow for wishing they could have helped her more. Unfortunetly some people don' t want the help until its to late. I remember the day like yesterday when I found out my aunt/2nd mom had passed away. Its a day that haunts me the most. But I have learned to get through the days one step at a time. So please all I ask is check on your loved ones frequently make sure there mental and physical health is doing good. Tell them you love them because one moment they are here and the next they are gone.

/imagine! reintroducing the rolling effect, or the trill, or the rattle-snake, or the maracas... or sisyphus, to the english tongue, concentrated within R... or what became a tongue-numbing experience, so far, past the french, god-awful, hark, bound to a grapheme RH... woe of the rodent... wodent roe... king RA... queen RHO... imagine! what a trip... to imagine the english titillated by a letter, that can function as an act of: the trill! meßmo! language? a play-thing... i don't adhere to a being, that's being obedient to it... i, own, it... the rest can regress to graffiti art, or signature reiteration./

baguettes?
***** please,
it's all about
sour-crust dough
of the slavs,
or the italian
         ciabatta;
unfortunetly
i had a cliché
moment,
   drinking red
wine, eating cheese
and soaking up sober
with a balancing act on
   baguettes,
    at a sunset,
beneath the eiffel tower...
shame, shame,
shame...
         then again
there was that talk
with a gay guy about
nabokov...
         that was fun...
and about 8 lonely
women huddled into
a stonehenge prism of
secracy...
  just east of my gaze...
**** it, whatever,
as long as the shveedish
reiterate pop music
   i'm all groovy.

the refrigerator light burns my eyes
as i ****** myself into demise
"I should really eat now" i tell myself
because when i look in the mirror i see someone else

but unfortunetly
it is still me

the world goes dark as i close the refrigerator door
and i promise myself “just one more meal- one more”