They’ll have you feel like you’re asking for too much. Truth is, they can’t offer much. It’s like I’m expecting a fountain quality from a drain individual.
k.b // by jerry flowers jr
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People have come and taken volumes from my shelves and never returned them. I still hold the empty spaces within me.
e.v.e.
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do you still think about me?
six-word poem.
d.b.a
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Ernest Hemingway said, “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” Sometimes, a writer doesn’t just bleed, they haemorrhage.
A piece I wrote in 2017 that I redid.
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Porn Is A Mans Best Friend
Porn is a mans best friend
Whether alone or within his girlfriend
Inside her fleshlight adversary
Or as her dildo mortuary
Adding to his fleshlight cemetary
On a swipe away for the next veiled arbitrary
For when the best of friends he can have is porn
Is when the sanctity of intimacy is halved and torn
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Ada Limón, from “Sometimes I Think My Body Leaves a Shape in the Air”, The Carrying: Poems
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If you're telling all your friends how you don't need me, then why you tryna keep me?
k.b. // jordy - delete me
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May my hands always pulse with the truth of my soul and make it a song for the pages, for the ages so I may grow old and remember what I once felt, what I once was.
e.v.e.
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there lies a strange wonder
in the space between being friends and lovers.
no labels, titles, or expectations, only pure affection.
tell me, then.
why is it that true friends last,
but lovers end up strangers in the end?
"the dichotomy of relationships."
d.b.a
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hell's playground
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Lucid Babble
feel time as in people
As in one
Harming the layers
Disgusting
Knocking, if he was having me
Ringing, breathing
Mind just like that
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