Monday, November 2, 2009

11.02.09

smoke and mirrors

you seemed sincere but
your verisimilitude
proved to be a ploy

NOM NOM

ow, stomach ache
i should not be eating meat
but i love gyros...

words that need inventing

my "solemnitude"
not in Merriam-Webster
exists nonetheless

REM + embering

dreaming, i feel it
your pull, still magnetizing
i wake up tired.

what, you're that busy?

an unanswered text
feels like an act of treason
all of a sudden

social work mind fuck

if i stop to think
of all the injustices
i'm too terrified

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