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Take My Hand, David Berman
The church organs bellow out of the speakers in the living room, playing music from my phone.
I empty out a little more coke on to the counter in the kitchen.
At Odds / One Count Voxel Rodent / Scouting Ahead
The personification of “are you mad at me.” Totemic pity party. Arrested adoricism.
Misery
He’s 20 and has a pot belly
which keeps on growing
seemingly each day
The 405 Girl
Imagine picking up a homeless person and taking them home.
Anything At All
You can do anything you want to me, I’d said as the whole world went wavy gravy and I slid into my first-ever GHB coma. Anything…Anything…anything at all.
I Will Probably Do It If You Just Ask; or Online Psychiatric Evaluation Form
A social cause I care about…
Finding out what the hell happened to Matthew Perry’s sweater vests from the early seasons of Friends.
Burning Up
In the afternoons José plays back messages on a grey answering machine, appointments to confirm with Johns by telephone.
Thomas D. Rutabaga and the Covert Camera
I finally had video evidence–the incriminating footage that would tarnish the legacy of Thomas D. Rutabaga and show the world exactly what kind of predatory pussy-grabber he was.
6 Poems
Did anyone? Did anyone?
Did ever?
Did anywhere?
I love your paradoxes and i’m connected on msn 4 u
I’m in a GCSE Physics practical, not long after the turn of the millennium.