poetry

Zero zip tied my mind and threw me in the basement for a week to rot

Three he thought in theory was a mighty fine number

Freedom or was that a smoking 45 caliber in our hand

Uncontrolled burning leaves soot, the price of life varies during the summer and winter months

Hollow ivory cheeks

June strapped me to the chair and shocked me with car jumper cables

Have you been to L.A. ?

25: the crushed velvet theater and emotions firing as fully automatic assault weapons into crowded sidewalk salutations

Love is withdrawal’s on the cold tile bathroom floor after drinking all night

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Star-snatcher, bareback-rider of the rays!

Detonation velocity

perpetuation of a feeling not forced but coveted

Today is affection

Destroy me by cremation, i beg of you observatory of 47′