death
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Celsius
Nobody knows how many black holes are in space, but studies have linked living to dying.
Broken in Three Places
Somehow we were always expecting something like this, a strange wind off the Atlantic, moaning and cursing and full of old hurts,
Avoiding Disaster
Imagine that the bucolic picnic –
Which you happen serendipitously upon
Once you begin your walk in the woods –
Is actually a disaster:
Tulip
Suddenly, no one believes we walked on the moon.
i am a dead queer now
the waning moon is
soaking into the grass outside
hidden under my desk leaving the room lit
with a shade of twilight sparkle
The Umbrella Revolution
A body wrapped in a blue tarp was laid out on the lawn of a house.
Ugh # 3 (somewhere in Montana)
Ugh # 3 (somewhere in Montana)
I
depress
the stopwatch
and scream Go!
as two hearses roar into the dawn
leaving spilled coffins in their wake
and neon scorpions crawl from
What a beautiful day for a picnic wouldn’t you say?
What a beautiful day for a picnic wouldn’t you say?
As I choke to death on a bite of ham sandwich with spicy mustard
the harp string snaps
and knocks the fried chicken out of
To Cover Up the Smell
To Cover Up the Smell
I lit my hair on fire.
“Ahh… fuck.” I said.
I flipped the Zippo away before it could light my whole head up like I was doing a Pepsi commercial.
It woul
Rudolph
Rudolph
‘You’ll go down in history!’
‘And you’ll stay there, you sycophantic fools,’ growls Rudolph, whipping out his carbine and blasting his peers to chunks of horn and meat.