aheem i mean a serial killing spree, a serial killing spree.... of course

my favorite thing in the world is to leave anonymous comments on random peoples' blogs with which i disagree, or simply find laughable, this provides a suitable outlet for the rage which otherwise might lead to more serial killing sprees.

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that might have been more legible if the rage hadn't gotten all bottled up waiting for the post page to load.

this whole cosmic joke thing is getting old,
someone write a new one.

and i hasnt even come up yet

I'd have to coalesce first
then elctro shock might work but only to crystallize me in angry immobility for eternity,
besides i missssssssssssssssss her.

store called,
they want their whippets back

...

jerk

jerk

"She's a Rich Girl

and she's gone too far
but she know it don't matter
anyway"


"oh won't you smile awhile for me a...saraaaah"

all my life
waited for a moment
now that moment's gone

you dumbasses...

read me
or i will destroy you

i am the vaccine;
how much weaker could
i get?

From The Academy Awarded the Feature;
(From) Programmed to proceed(ure)

Face in
hands
me
the glass pipe
t(w)o(o) broke
last winter
i sold
my guitar
is my life
really
blows
to my head
gradually
clearing
my throat
closes

her door
cracked me in
my mouth
was too dry,

like your hands were
tjhat winter you washed dishes;
fingertips all cracked.
i said i didn't care,
but
i wouldn't let you touch me..

fuck stuff
i don't wanna sit and think
andlooksee ill only write when drunk and
unforgiving now

thats not what you
thought
i was going to say was

it?

i am shakespeare
& dostevesky

i will
treat you together as one

what lay out was
but fear before-
me
only apart then as one
day

none

i speak to your chest
double in fold
your lungs
and your heart
carry me

told in undue font to
an inept time
the story will tax you;
rythym will rhyme,

and apart from the depth
which staggers you blind
i'll grasp out at air;
i'll follow
and bind

doubt me(,)
endearing
ly i've lost

lie on sparest bed
to find
comfort,

at most faust
a given;
a room within
...


:

my head.

sunk cost.

To Gaze, To Weep, To Seem:

title of previous post

everything about me feels
decrepid

like an
ancient can of paint
cracked
and seperated
i'll pollute
without intent

i miss
the confusiion
being one
with my thoughts

i miss the inability to
recognize
my own disassociation
the milky white opal
of absinthe
the clouded
dragon of abstinence
i miss you all
though i
am too enraptured to see

i can breath in short gasps
a mystery
to hold on to and

exhale
one last time
before
dropping into the crushing void

i miss you
stuck here on the
edge of eternity
close enough to
be
forever.

close
rank
and file

grievance
says

:

the last
beg
gar
to fall

wisdom doesn't come with teeth tearing tension, it comes with just enough time to make a note in between everything you ever do, with a few years and an active interest, you'll have hopefully not lost all patience, which is found never learnt and is not anywhere near a limitless resource.

disheartened,


that and confused,
an aberration didn't appear until
my third or fourth.