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by littlefallsmets

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April 22, 2017

diogenes

oh to be oh to be Mycroft in Diogenes no more words to speak all the words you can see with a secret purpose but nothing else to bother me a cushioned tram to ...


April 22, 2017

east south east

carve the open road into my soul the same as knives carving at flesh this fresh skin into an open wound I’m eating more and more now and every day I’m sleeping less and less something has ...


April 20, 2017

beware of man

I want a God who’ll tell me I’m a good boy “good boy!” I want a God who’ll pet me on the head give me a treat now and then I want a God who’ll brag to Her friends about how smart I am for a ...


April 20, 2017

the feels

you’re successfully detached but it still doesn’t stop the emotions from being there you have no nerve and you must feel I’m I’m I’ve successfully detached by writing it out in ...


April 20, 2017

reinstalling windows

if it’s not in the frame then it doesn’t exist so step back and expand the borders you can slowly make everything real if you can only manage to persist if you can only unlearn all those fals...


April 20, 2017

cheat code

when criminals in video games have infinite ammo I always think “why with all the crime, guy?” “just get rich selling off your infinite ammo” with all those coins, couldn’t Mario hire so...


April 20, 2017

epiphany

Sometimes the epiphany is that there will never be an epiphany. Sometimes you can handle that. Sometimes you can’t. Sometimes the truth is there just isn’t truth to be had ju...


April 20, 2017

blood on the dance floor

I want a conspiracy theory where Michael Jackson died trying to invent a dance move so awesome it killed him and the government covered up so others don’t try it no thousands of copycat de...


April 20, 2017

peanuts

maybe there’s a logic to the silly name maybe there was an attempt to aid peanut corps with radiation treatments in the farms around the town which left the children intellect...


April 20, 2017

crash cart

no matter your opinion on his music on his music on his “music” you have to admit “David Matthew Band” sounds like the name of a 1970s serial killer probably in like the Bronx probably...


April 13, 2017

vessel

I am basically a big old slosh of water coming up to the shape and to the level of whatever vessel I end up poured into it’s for better and for worse at once I don’t know if ev...


April 13, 2017

y

I ask myself why? I’m asking why am I? Why am I awake? Why am, I, awake? I ask you, why? am I awake? am I, why? why am I wide-awake? why are my eyes that ache? m...


April 13, 2017

the sun and the moon

the sun fickle lover burning us then returning tomorrow to burn us again the moon pining for us to soothe us back right then like assholes we leave at the end of the night


April 13, 2017

the time of the e-star

after the apocalypse after the lightning war maybe they’ll partly remember this time of year as if through a glass dark maybe they’ll call it the E-Star the one day giant rabbits ...


April 13, 2017

what if I had lived

scarier than this being the bad timeline that one where everything went wrong is the idea of this actual being the least-bad one where things went the least wrong that this here is ...


April 04, 2017

a case of the maybes

maybe what separates you from the “Great Men” is not genius or hard work but rather that you’re not a totally-selfish jerk and you refuse to consciously exploit people you’re not prepar...


April 04, 2017

living with war

few things put me more at war with the divided forces within my nature than when I find myself attracted to a woman who also happens to be a cop on the one hand a person w...


April 04, 2017

attempt

in some ways “attempted murder” is even worse than “murder” because not only are you still in jail but you’re also a failure I bet that at the prison cafeterias you have to sit at th...


April 04, 2017

believe

Literally any product could be marketed under the name “I Can Believe This Is Not Butter” Even butter, if it is of a low enough quality “Home Depot 2-by-4s: I Can Believe These Are Not Butter” ...


April 04, 2017

social

before social networking you used to lose touch with people from the past parts of your life unless you really really tried Christmas cards and reunions phone trees and newspaper clippi...


April 04, 2017

rage against the rage

Back before everything became so dire before there were actual Nazis in charge to fight it would’ve been fun to all dress up in robot costumes and pretend to protest outside of a Rage Again...


March 22, 2017

the enemy

The perfect is the enemy of the good. The perfect is the enemy of the good. The perfect is the enemy of the good. This is the closest thing I’ve ever come to a mantra because… because I sure ...


March 21, 2017

political silence

“Let’s stop making everything political.” Baby, we weren’t the ones that did this. We were trying our best to live and let live. But the cruel bastards went ahead and did this. ...


the number at which you cross the threshold from a collection of sand grains to suddenly a beach is vague but eventually it does transubstantiate one moment just some sand another moment w...


March 20, 2017

burning bright

the difference between a caged tiger’s pacing as he’s been waiting to pounce and to strike and an elephant’s pacing that’s listlessly swaying from confinement driving them mad ...


Book Description

these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.