

DiscrepancyShe used to see a discrepancy She though she needed to screamDiscrepancy
to break free,
Screamed about the bondage of someone's grasp Sho held too tight and held her fast &n


JOEA little joe to keep me going decided he’d try to get out Pour him in my Styrofoam cup Add a little cream to make him bearable Set him aside to let him cool off And all the goodness settles to the bottom He is a roast of complex virtue and the lack of morals Forgot I set him aside to cool off and he just Sits there, become the flavor-less cup of luke-cold sterility Everyone knows there’s nothing left, That he doesn’t care He still wishes, though, That someone would take him home and reheat him Take the chance that reheated stale joe might still be good An innoJOE


Right or LeftMind melting Acid pelting Trips of neutral silenceRight or Left
Gasp and thrash
And days go by I don’t know how I feel anymore
I keep going, feeling too much Because I don’t know how to feel
The simple truths
Too much there but not enough mechanism To cope means coke with a chaser of depression Perhaps a little spiral for a little added aggression
Make it last longer till the dying day
When I can no longer tell myself I’m driving away
Choosing the right
Is a relative paradox Of sit or stand
Choose to num


warm nighti felt my mind step into a different place it seemed my life was the movie we try to recreate so thickly i felt like the camera shoot with all the right angles my movie's going really well now it seemed the stars fell as a shallow backdrop with trees painted on heat came from underneath and wrapped around i was laying on the hood of my car it was my vessel for the sparse insanitywarm night
that was clouding my clear depiction of the world i have cut and pasted
and made my addiction some times i ramble with no purpose at all because it rambles to fast when i leave it in here
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SuicideI’m so sick of suicide It’s everywhere I look Pictures, and in movies In poetry and booksSuicide
I’m so sick of suicide It’s pathetic and it’s weak Blah blah blah so awful Outlook always bleak
This life’s just not worth living Could they be any more cliché’? I know that I just can’t go on Isn’t that what they say?
Do you live in China Without freedom’s basic choice? Are you a woman in Afghanistan? Forbidden to have a voice.
Are you starving now in Africa? Surrounded by disease Or under corrupt dictatorship For
Yangshou Men

-waking patterns-Waking--waking patterns-
...remembering to breathe....
-savoring a delicious intake of air that swallows like a sip of desperation and stale nostalgia.
Opening eyes-
...forced exhale...
-the air that escapes my lips leaves me with transparent amnesia.
Movement-
...breathe in...
-with arms embracing the fading heat current that intermingles with cotton sheets and cold sweat.
Memories-
...brain function...
-returns with a slow exhale of air that hauntingly whispers of dislocated pain.
I hope you found something you liked
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Dick Cheney insists on links between Al Qaeda and Kevin Bacon. Al Qaeda was trained by the CIA which was created by Harry Truman who dropped the bomb which was conceived by the Manhattan Project which was a movie starring John Lithgow who was in Footloose
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You are a warrior. Seek your path.
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There is no reality, only perception...
The truth, will set you free
I'm goofy. Apparently
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