Litter
In the graveyard:
Outer space’s shadow
Borne on wild autumn wind: stings
My cheek
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Work Ethic
If I die tomorrow,
I’m sorry I didn’t work harder
Should my heart quiet by sunset,
Forgive me. I could have stayed another hour
If my family gets calls about my body,
I apologize for calling in sick those days
But should I perish on the clock,
Please do not even mention my name
Origin Story
Be screamed the Lord
What cut the dark
Its thoughts’ knots
Pottered Its esophagus a
Dumb yawning sarcophagus
(Them living tomb
Warm unseen cancers)
Infiniplite in the way
A well vomits brack-
Black waters forth or
Hot rotten birth rings
Worm these diseases
Even before designing teeth
And greed the Lord
Bored the nightness
Clawed for Its image
And tore in the walls
Of the abyss to feel
Its fingernails smart
All in that horrid gasm
Of pandolorous grief
Complete pain brought life as
If pain were older
Than God
Ozybéa
The difference between
You and Khufu
Can be measured
In paragraphs
You pair of legs
You Mercedes-Benz
(Or are you the girl
Hit by one? What
Was her name)
perfect attendance
from some regular ash
all the phoenixes
look away
uneasy
and somewhat sick
to realize
here’s one
deciding against
eternity
†
it was tuesday
and diluvian? or
obelus? was the word
of the day – one of
them for sure
no – it was thursday
that i noticed
a different crush:
another holy person
gone. i forgot
their name – the cliché is
still true sometimes
cornucopia privilege
no longer
beautiful to
me infinity
disgusts me
(some abundances
wax rude)
how about
come back
down and
die like
the rest
of us
you know?
snap out of it
the sacrifice of a toxic person
as one
soul out of eight
watchers, i am the
black butterfly mister death would
shudder
to eat
to lay him down for one weird day
when all earthbeasts and
earthoceans live
not die
it takes
take in
too much intake
your taking took me by
“surpise!” (take away thirteen
birthdays)
2089
If I live until
2089, then
I’ll turn 100
.
In a century
We’ll all be one century
Old. Not much longer
.
If I live until
2089, fly
Magicicadas
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