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If Love Is Real Wheres My Empire
the more and more positioned as apart from internecine oh its all against the other
a lot of what i am is what they made me on purpose am i sick? am i sick?
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Kings Birthday
overly sensitive to symmetry inside baseball namedrop god save the applause off kilt off tilter always violet causes
the hand rakes down my face deflects off and into my collarbone later it will welt quite nicely. scrubbing mouldblooms off the baseboards.
foundational stuff really. still thinking centre of mass. falling blades. but dealing with the mould
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Im Press (Feel It Through It)
standing at the crossroads of the prism where vibration turns to rhythm and the rite
it's just beginning. the pistons set to spinning. where the bodies heave to heaven
and the spirit might be present, but it doesn't really matter when the writhing is the reason -
when the shaking is the presence and you're touching through the raving and the press of air's impression
it's just how it happens
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Wisdom-Informa780n Divide
liom roars ogens mouth
inscapedy gardens ogens torch ranging widely widely grasped gristing grindy rangings out
Riskborned rad immursed in pad im giving gad come graspers grasp it ogens graspers ogens mouth
liom tasters. lists on in.
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If Love Is Real Where's My Teeth
he said i tick like a computer or a broken weapon but im waiting
if love is real why are they so deep if love is real why do the walls resist them
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Normal Outlier
when you meet the median person on the road, kill them.
now, we're all aware we never were inviolate
the principle by which one can approach anything
you need to sow something other than the type of lashing out you can get away with
until we are dead we can be saved
they say children crave structure but children just crave
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Fractureschool
we took it out of its little glass case, at first, and let it run on the windowsills and see the playground
and sit in the sun. slowly picking its way and considering the plants outside. the eager faces inside, watching it watch.
in the afternoon we put it back and the next day it was done with windowsills and ran across the radiators and the desks instead.
we all cheered of course even as we threw our arms up and ran wildly out of the way as it careened through the room
the next day it followed us out the door and wouldnt come back even when the bell rang even when we begged and begged
the following morning we broke out all the windows and laughed as the glass cascaded. "dangerous for little feet" they said, so we left
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FLAT AFFECT
the driving rhythm of the flat beats no timbre tone no time to take another way
if it takes too long to hit the correct second or to shift the inflection
you could be saying it out loud and still not
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Phorisy
(as a practice) the harus neuros aus picy the same way we
cant see the florets for the leaves or laureates from fleas in the same way you cant see the tealeaves from the eaves
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How Shes Made (Paean To The Dishwasher)
how shes made so perfect for this visual acuity ready to see dirt hands so sensitive even under layers of callous to feel any imper fection. fast so fast moving and able to turn these types of skills into an art. rotating wrists led by geometry same as she rotates the shapes of objects plate bowl cup knowing niches and crevices but balance and knives angled so neatly into cleanness im telling you shes made perfect. seeing flows and workstreams every scrubbing brush gripped and whipped with haste around every coastline inch of all this perfect work
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They Do Burn
sometimes everything speaks to me in voices. i hear them as words.
not birds. i hear their voices always. but the voice of a footstep, the voice of a door closing. sometimes its like
they yell so loud. birds are already speaking and sometimes its to me but the tree, the ground, the water,
their words are for me alone. when it gets so loud the only way through is to listen
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Heal Funny
she says its all made this way and a permanent self is a form of war not just against the internal roil but all external change also
and i think she might be right in parts. but shes already disagreeing but you shouldnt tell people who they are not really. and she says it again not really.
she turns and joins the discussion and says to the others that even if there's something outside this there isnt anything outside this
and so you can sometimes tell who others are and say that but because there isn't anything outside this then its best not
she laughs, she laughs, she laughs, she laughs, and so we're home.
she finishes her tea and she removes her jacket and she fidgets with the keys. its so still outside some days. when the weather's just so.
there's one thing we agree on though she has doubts at the end of the day we all heal funny
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Badwitch Fortress
o what? u want 2 see contrition? an admissable admission? i dont think youd listen
u want to see it glisten? all the spew and sputum? do u wanna see its rooting
where its stones meet its footing where calls and cries are muted do u wanna see its beauty
do u wanna feel the fury im telling u its useless no matter how u use this
u cant predict the future u cant admit the movement of everything that moves it
#poetry#poem#once again i have to give everything a grandiose title it makes me happy i cant be stopped#like if a title doesnt feel a little bit corny like you should have heard someone say it before then its probably not good enough#for titles in general not just poetry its just how titles work#halfrhyme#its funny how much of the actual effort goes into the alliteration scheme / like polishing the underside of a plate / so purposeful
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Every things
we're doing news without numbers maths without emotion everythings fine here we're over the notion
theyre making pictures of flowers and maths without motion and everythings worked out dug out from the sand
theyve featured in writings and been seen on the walls everythings fine here ive heard it before
they're telling me everything ive heard it all everythings fine here
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Supersun
i feel like by now we all know how this works but just in case ill run a few things by you. so you may have noticed how i channel the divine at will but there's a difference between that and the brightning flash that splits you from your context in an instant and delivers everything at once in such a way that you can't stop it from becoming all you are and as im here so often not everything is made from quite the same material
#poetry#poem#was it the love of the gods or the beckoning of the fire#said the moth to the candelabra
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The Omnireproduction
watching a 5 second video every 2.3 seconds thinking about something thats not part of it
writing another post posting a video. when i say we can reach freedom
its something that tears me like an open shear drags straight through rasping.
ripped apart is too easy terminology. because its more like joined
as in joinery. carved planed bent to join and slotted like slotted with a knife
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The Woman Who Loves Herself
well its certainly autogynous i wouldn't call it para philic
when she does espy herself, she doesn't think its ridic
to be joyful in her image of how nice she'd be to lick.
i suppose they think it matters, she's a woman with a
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