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the human fur is burnt
the human fur is burnt
I wanted the fire to rise off of its keeper and spit up its fury onto the cliffs
of their shoulders. I wanted their trance-like curiosity to make the shape
of gray smoke and puff up the sacs of their lungs while they choked on
the swamp of their voyeurism.
I’m the magic and the [...]
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false instruments
not settling, not compromising any values, not taking whatever i can get because of its convenience.
plain and boring, contemplating the unfamiliarity of the future, of the present, becoming more and more voluntarily detached from the past, all pasts, not just mine, but yours too.
bearing, enduring, solidify, strengthening, hardening, simplifying
out of control, unresistant, in unison with [...]
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i can only smell it, humanity
it must have something to do with support or lack of support or because the number of black spots on the walls of my blood-pumping heart is growing rapidly. small heart attacks. i’m healthy. i’ve been eating well. i take care of myself as much as i can. but every time i trip up, slip [...]
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i’ve arrived
my fat face is ripe:
i don’t want to fall in love or share a bed or a bank account or an apartment
my eye is swollen again, adding to the puffiness:
i’m not interested in having date nights, that comes years after the prescribed flirting that comes months after the small talk over sushi.
my fiber intake is [...]
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plumage
have i written it before, not too long ago. i hope not to repeat myself:
i’ve been pulling pieces of my brain out from my nose and ears.
it’s embarrassing.
the whole truth of the past comes pouring out and i have to remember it: it’s like looking at little television screens embedded in the brain [...]
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i want to leave behind a manuscript, an important one because in this moment, and many moments preceding this one, i feel capable. after it is written i will go (leave the body) as i am here for few reasons, possibly just this one: to be written down in the books and set forth eternal. [...]
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i don’t even believe such an experience is truly available to me. what would it be like. i don’t think i’d be interested if it doesn’t involve interpretive dance at 3am. has there ever been a truly authentic moment shared between two people? has it happened in the history of this spaciousness? how often does [...]
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in the company of stomach cramps, sometimes i feel i’ve made myself appear delusional. because all the lying and threatening was for fun and attention, little sympathy birds. i often get metaphysically hungry. i guess it’s not all women that do these kinds of things. it’s just me. but i’m smarter than the rest, [...]
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when is this going to pass. haven’t i pulled every lesson i could possibly learn from this? what is there left to realize. i’ve learned so much about so many things just from one situation. one. hasn’t it run its course. maybe it’s about applicability not just knowing it, i have to do it. i [...]
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my loving planet
my goodness, this golden magic, this awe-inspiring defeat. my loving planet, i think i’m coming to an end.
you were so much less swollen months ago. the fever came again, paraded, stitched its letters on the vibration of your lungs. laid a blanket of nausea over your chilled stomach. why now, in the prime of the [...]
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can you contribute to my work
can you contribute to my work. i can love so tirelessly, i can love so exceptionally if you can contribute to my work. i’ve had no teachers. i’ve had no compliments. i’ve had no source or origin.
the physical earth dissolves. consciousness is the obsessive root. it grips at the wind and teeths at [...]
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cocoon
i smell like i’ve been wading in a monstrous jar of animal fat. i look like a cocoon. i’m so beautiful. i’m a cherished antique necklace. i haven’t done much damage. not yet. i think i’m going to do some damage some day, some day soon. when the knuckles are bruised, bloody, and itchy [...]
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figure
“it’s not like i can give you anything you haven’t gotten before, or anything you can’t get anywhere else. it’s not like i can give you anything worth receiving either. i hate giving standing ovations, makes me feel small. why did you waste your time and stretch mine out so humiliatingly. [...]
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branches divided
where do most people get their rewards and benefits from life? is it in people? how can that be? do people truly love each other, care about each other, find comfort in each other, feel connected to each other? is this for real? do people really like other people? is this really happening? where? when? [...]
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i see things most clearly in a gray-colored rot. not because i choose to. there exists no love, anywhere. this non-love, it’s everywhere, in the water, in human blood, thriving. see my face cringed permanently in unrest. i’ve got some kind of unbending sickness. a slow developing allergy to poor cohabitation with disengaged [...]
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will this be quiet and short. will it crack at the sides of my mouth. will i know better in the future—————————————-
will my memories erase themselves. will you pray for my memories to erase themselves. will you do it now. will you help me forget little details that weren’t [...]
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row g seat 35
i bought a concert ticket this morning. my seat is not great. it is ok. not the worst seat but not the best. this is bringing me overwhelming sadness. i woke up as soon as tickets went on sale. by the time i got through the entire orchestra [...]
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a beautiful man, rusted and lean, lifted his hands delicately to embrace space. he warmed the air that eventually traveled to warm her skin. she didn’t feel it because it was indirect and she is of a mind that is not expansive but static and only encourages familiarity, i know this because she [...]
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i remember being absolutely unconvinced that other people had functioning minds, actual consciousnesses. i remember desperately trying to understand that other people were alive in their heads the same way i was. i couldn’t understand it so i denied it completely. years later i approached it again and no longer wanted to [...]
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