my problems are questions
I am an obvious pleasure machine
my heart did not drink to speak
but I have nothing new to say
this intimate thing
absolute and magic
a little fire explores
and this laugh lingers
yes I believed in their power
don't you remember
we were touching like lavender
that night we survived
ho(l)lo(w)gram
"heckling: the world's second oldest profession"
a man wearing a dirty neon construction sweatshirt driving a beautifully maintained white limo
S/P/A/R/K/I/L/L/
"I guess people with criminal records can be poets too__"
Behold!
I come like a thief--
Oh child, you cannot stay awake
this long.
Were you raised to fear yourself
like I was?
Oh darling, a yew-bloom into debt-sin.
Is this not what you wanted?
Creation without limit?
Oh, where are my manners?
Let me introduce you to perdition.
I lay myself on your chest.
My home is your voice.
Child, I am crazed with you.
Oh, strapped for sustenance--
I will consume all you love.
I will consume all who love you.
[revolution and/or revelation]
[revulsion and/or revision]
There is no escape without sleep.
I am a w[hole]. I empty as I fill.
Child, I missed you. I mist you.
I guest you. I ghost you.
I will be your final meal.
I will meet you within the past.
We will walk the aisle
to the altar of the future.
This will be our final communication.
[commission from late 2020, to be played as a game on a website that I can't currently remember the name of but I'll edit this post if I think of it lmao]
"When the person you are visiting enters and departs you may exchange a brief kiss and embrace.
No other kissing or hugging is allowed. You may hold hands."
-- CFCF prison website
VENUS IN TAURUS
i left after she
came. already planning on
lying at home, too.
ALL GUILTS ARE PLEASURES
a blessed object that looks like a cursed object
i said, i know you're tough, you don't have to prove it to me
and then she said, the hardest thing about us is our tattoos
IF NOT ABLE TO ELIMINATE THE OPTION OF CAPTURE ONE SHOULD AT LEAST MINIMIZE THE OPPORTUNITY FOR IT
IF I REPEAT IT ENOUGH TIMES IT BECOMES TRUE
IF I REPEAT IT ENOUGH TIMES IT BECOMES ALIVE
IF I BELIEVE IT ENOUGH TIMES IT REPEATS
IF I BELIEVE IT REPEATS IT BECOMES ALIVE
IF I BELIEVE IT ALIVE IT BECOMES TRUE
IF I DIE IN CUSTODY AND THEY CALL IT A SUICIDE JUST KNOW THAT IT WASN'T AND THEY KILLED ME
roses are red
the thin line is blue
your bosses & landlord
don't care abt u!!!!!!!!!!!
i am the family emergency
I.
the astrologers in their infinite mercy
only cluck at my cards this time
II.
we all know i’ll skip a party to wait for
a text that doesn’t happen
III.
i’m not making my bed i haven’t in weeks
i’m just lying in it
IX.
i came out when poets still listed the states
we were allowed to consummate
marriage in and the crowd chanted
their contrapuntal traumas back
to us
IN TRANNY JAIL PEOPLE WHO HATE ME WILL SHARE THEIR CIGS WITH ME
i don't even like cigs but
around the fire we are all the same kind
of faggot /
there are liberals who think the solution to
overcrowded prisons is building
more prisons
then sorting the trannies out of regular jail
and putting them in a newly built
tranny jail
and in tranny jail,
we're gonna lift weights and compare shitty tattoos
in tranny jail,
people who have beef with me probably still
have beef with me and i wonder
all the time if we're all
in tranny jail together,
will we finally uplift each other?
will tranny jail make us kinder animals?
(we'll never know b/c if they get enuf of us in a cell we'll bang down the bars)