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[therosenbomb]

this is a love story

written in lines we don't cross

in damage deflected

a code of conduct

a social contract of caged impulses

and shared priorities ( demons )

A little me inside of you that says HEY

every time you make a decision

every time you consider the future

Love is a future

Spare the truth

spoil the man

tell the truth

ruin your relationship

Young love is a chemical 

( a compulsion )

old love is an institution

I bet myself who we would become

made an investment

put some of my happiness on a reserve price

banked and traded our time

Love is not a battlefield

it's a merger

it's a bear hug

a hostile takeover

Because something in the brain

wants to breed

bloodlines and trend lines

( population decline )

it’s all going down

[therosenbomb]

stand on the shoulders of the dead

step on the necks

of the living

Sink your teeth in

to the skin

bite off more

than you can chew

Let the juice drip

from the corner of your lips

it’s high fructose fantasy

Burn the midnight candle

from both ends

who cares what

the shadows say

Stare directly into that sun

nothing can hide in 4k

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god why did you make me dumb

too stupid to not eat from the tree

of knowledge I didn't want

Smart enough to know I wanted something better

not smart enough to know what that is

( to know I had it all along )

Shame is the sun

around it we revolve

doubt is my resolve

I am full of cortisol

The fruits of my labors are bitter

like the lumps I made in my bed

I must be a fucking princess

because these peas are killing me

God is dead

guilt is dead

be all you can eat

[therosenbomb]

they say time is an arrow 

but it is a snake

a spiral of DNA

( shackles and chains )

Can we escape our nature

fast enough to break the atmosphere

or long enough to mend it ?

What does it mean

if particles can go back

but we can only go forth ?

And The Science Man Cometh

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[therosenbomb]

building a writing practice

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[therosenbomb]

at midnight we play war

the other ball drops  to a ten second countdown  that’s a wrap on that 

Whatever happened before  that’s over now 

New year, new you new reasons to yell 

I will scream at you with my thumbs  How dare you type that where I could read it

[therosenbomb]

it occurs to me 

as I stand in my living room on a Wednesday morning

licking the leftovers off the biohazard tangerine back cover of

How To Live Safely in a Sciencfictional Universe

as the methyl-octane-trigger-crisp sting

trips my taste buds

like the switchback on a circuit overclocking

immediately

too alive and already dying

burning like heat off another body

a tingling sensation in naked space :

I may have a problem.

You feel

powerful ( capable )

like you could manifest anything

but what you want is sex

The tactile, to fall apart

and into someone else

Because their slick skin,

their beating heart,

their fingers in your hair,

on your neck ( in your mouth )

still taste like candy

Because the weight of them on top of you is finite

because the shapes we wriggle ourselves into

in the presence of other people

because of the holes we need to fill

the stars in your eyes

like the scars on your body

an ochre handprint on the walls of Chauvet

they mean something

That you were here and

lived

thought

ate

slept

fucked

felt

even if it was only ever that electric numb

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i am the king baby

crying for his crown an emperor in new clothes the gentle weight of gravity pulling us to the ground

Don’t open that door don't look down the well ( the rabbit hole ) you'll fall faster like it knows something we don't

Like a coyote off a cliff the hangman on a rope there’s an iceberg waiting below

Am I humpty or his men? The answer is always both

I want things I don't deserve I envy people I cannot be I am lost in a jealous sea

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[therosenbomb]

hollow

fucking ache of mine

Do you stretch them before you

alone at night

( like I do )

Do you hold them up to the light

the holes in your self

Unfold your façade like a damask

lies as thin as lace

Do you gaze deep at the abyss

does it ever look back

And who are you

if not the monster in that dark

if not the little boy in those wells ?

[therosenbomb]

i love this poem

these words this nam shub this fucking cringe I have written here

The sad fat fiat fuck cunt cuck no coin shill led around by her dick inside us all

He ($he) dances here in atrazine and inflammation sugar and Suge Knight fountains of eternal youth september forever

These suitcases of meaning mirages ( mirrors ) into which we carefully stuff so we can still carry on so we can understand our identiology

Heavy as bricks throw them thru glass houses of AI Blockchain transparency and brick by bit we build the rockets of Babylon

Snatch my purse of debts and regrets grab me by my shibboleths the albatross around my neck an icy hot wallet of guilt an anchor in an open sea an io.u

It only weighs me down I will fly to Mars on hope and hot air

The children of earth will wish on satellites Starlight, Starlink help me not to pol think