Wednesday, July 24, 2013

headshake after everything

(i'm over here in the bad boy corner)
my dog
my dog
MY DOG
MY DOG

(woop)

laid upon the pool
table

you didn't have to go
you don't have to go
don't go

you will be a master
of this life
if you stick and stay

I cry at my cubicle
my God

my God

I've been like this
since I was nine
or so

graphite syringes
(mechanical pencils)

Flood Brothers
move my heart
sediment collapse

the rush of sad
in my warm body

homeless poems (no home)
ageless poems (no age)

Exxon vapors

American life

Publix sigh

mom why
dad why
family help

no boy
you go girl

Duke Swirlie

tranquil logs

Smartie necklace

no experience needed

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