Friday, May 31, 2024
Wednesday, May 29, 2024
Sunday, May 26, 2024
Saturday, May 25, 2024
Thursday, May 23, 2024
the philosopher as a corpse in a shallow ditch
but the sun is
not the face of god
the low drone of planes
off in the distance
soft walls of consciousness
and
memory that i push against
on these scorched summer
afternoons
children ignorant and
starving in a
land where ignorance and
starvation are rights
given at birth
more laws for greater
freedom
bigger wars for better
selection
what good is money, really,
without all of the bright
shiny shit it
can buy?
Sunday, May 19, 2024
Thursday, May 16, 2024
Sunday, May 12, 2024
age of lust
like a statue of angels
fighting
found in some empty
field,
rust or blood streaming
from the eyes, the news
of a new
and better god spilling
from
inhuman mouths
i was starving when i
met you
we were stained sheets
and
broken furniture and
burning houses
we were the possibility
of grace
you lose faith for just
a
second, and it all
falls apart
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