poetry
by littlefallsmets
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trigger warning
sooner than later all of this bullshit will be over some religions say that we will be in another place entirely some religions say that we will be back here again but we will remember nothing...
it's not
of course it’s not adam and steve it’s adam and stephen what kind of self-respecting gay dude would call himself “steve” adam and stephen’s wedding would be lovely I would ...
making movies about making movies
the longer we’re isolated from negative consequence the easier it is to create or release the things we make but also the easier it is to get out of touch with anything like a real life...
cage
in the end we’re all trapped within our minds the only person in there with us is ourselves so we may as well make that asshole laugh and hope they’re not so annoying mos...
position
how you position the profile picture on your social networking whatevers the picture you happen to put there it fascinates the hell out of me how sometimes they’ll put themselves h...
stockholm sapiens
I’ve seen the best minds of my generation use their masters degrees to work in filling stations I won’t pretend that this is normal I won’t pretend that this is right I don’t care if this benefi...
goddamn
“goddamn” is my favourite curse word by far because it is sneakily the worst curse of them all there are so many ways you can tell someone to deficate copulate urinate insult their ethnicity...
long gone
the road has burned away returned to petroleum roots in the hot sun in the drought caught fire like a cold transmuted to sticky cinder nothing to follow anymore even if you could walk it ...
or it didn't happen
you have to live by a credo so I will live by this code the only person who will have a picture of my penis is the coroner when I’m dead anyone else must request a live sho...
life stories
the best we can hope for from social networking is a future where the myth of flawless living is dashed by all of our permanent records where no one can claim to be perfect boy scout...
losing it
maybe it’s not that madness and art are directly linked it’s more that art is the evolutionary benefit we manifest to mitigate the advantages that we lose due to the madness maybe it’s a re...
tender as a mother's love
you’re not funny no one thinks you’re funny but you I shouldn’t have told you that you were special when you were young because now you are a loser and you don’t think you need to ever ...
april fools
all the very best and worst most devoted drinkers I know refuse to drink on St. Patricks Day they call it a rolling shit-show it’s just amateur hour they say it’s no fun...
our daily bread
there are a number of similarities between Jesus of Nazareth, messiah of the Christian faith and Poppin’ Fresh, the Pillsbury Doughboy far more than the fact that they’...
a basement on the hill
somewhere edges of eggs are crisping the dim blue light of dawn the beginnings of birdsong somewhere this tableau is relief somewhere this picture shows release not so much for me been u...
when
this is what it looks like equipped with a necessary but esoteric skill-set this is what it looks like overwhelmed with the prerequisite anxiety and stress this is what it looks like when ...
distant aftershocks
I hope that you are doing well but I don’t need to know if that state is actually the case I hope you’re finding what you need you couldn’t get from me but I don’t need to accidentally see ...
empty calories
Sometimes a “bad” thing isn’t even bad, it’s just that too much crowds out the good things. “Bad” things like empty calories or solitude. It’s not too much starch or fat it’s that when you’...
how to die with style
if I magically knew when and how I was going to die but couldn’t do anything to change it I’d make sure to leave as many fake clues as I could that it was a conspiratorial assassination by ...
beautiful
the things you think you are beautiful in spite of are the things that actually make you beautiful the things that are distinctive the things that make people stare are also the reasons why ...
twenty-gauge blues
we think our world ruled by destiny worship a god who got hung on a tree everyone goes to nashville with a banjo on their knee then come back in a year or three elliott smith was murdered ...
if it kills me
catty-corner from Penn Station is a fine fine all night restaurant called the Tick Tock Diner last time I was in New York I sat there for five hours watched the sunri...
neon and silver
I used to believe in things like silver linings I used to believe in things like me and you at night in my dreams it’s always New York City even if changing that were something I could do I w...
patrons with bottles of patron
searching for Medici looking for a patron saint to protect us from the hustle’s taint someone to write a few nice things about every few months when they remember to care go back to New York...
your princess is another hassle
to Mario the savior of the land only finding the toadstool man was a bitter disappointment but to the toadstool man it was everything for a weary plumber just another pipe to take ...
Book Description
these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.