television was his anti-hero; a thousand suicides is tolerable -- talent is its own expectation. sweaty brown-dimthrashing basement, my girlfriend says you smashed her sidewaysinto the makeshift stage and I licked the pale red cutson her shoulder - clean, her head thrown back and zombie hoteyemakeup, the malaise shaking shaking all of usout the bass… Continue reading poem: geoff rickly only made it on the streets
Tag: poetry
poem: purgatory
a long time ago, there was surety - i was god, i metanother god; he was wayward future kingholder in palms of myeventual, watery breaking - we arguedin smoke-sweat places about theology and whetherhistory is a stasis, is therea retvrn. he liked girls crouched over theirover-abstracted intellectual, embroidery-squaresmall experience. he fought with me, i fought… Continue reading poem: purgatory
poem: it is finally 80 degrees in october
little age of shame the wetness carries in the day-- i will return i will wear themark of the water, low hung frayed tee-shirt tied up, over tight bodyi now dig back into -- this bohemian stylethis little dark age, fallis dead: rise rise eternal heat. i can talk in French now about abstractthings i… Continue reading poem: it is finally 80 degrees in october
poem: wealth described as scarcity of time (october)
famine described as material overload. the year of pain and pleasure 2023 described as the definitiveend of the American Empire, is oddly comforting. raise your children in the frothingand then let them go. now you can succinctly say, if you do not reproduce, trans-humanismhas won, or you can reference my highschool poetrywhich -- savior complex… Continue reading poem: wealth described as scarcity of time (october)
poem: dear you
she made an online zine, entitled "arrested development" because no-onewould take her. he playedbass in long strands, summer afternoon, but shecould not taste it in her mouth, she declined the lessons. where is the placefor this writing -- wannabe song lyrics push the glass sky, alive in a magiccult; the crowd thronged they shoutedthe lyrics… Continue reading poem: dear you
playlist: the unmakeable playlist for twenty-four
in the way -- of the days -- where the worldis ending, and it is felt. palm trees shaken and souredthe electric lines stretched to aesthetic, to taste. the atmosphere -- awaken slovenly -- and the limp help of the dawn. the cat we do not have, curled around the television andeternity: summer night in… Continue reading playlist: the unmakeable playlist for twenty-four
poem: considerations, 10/3
if you interrupt me again i will loose(my shit) my composure. iced coffee? southerncalifornia? in the ghost ships i am heat, wallowing throughthe mountains. someday the shore, the sea will catchand make sense of me. or i will, again, rope itinto mythology. poetry that is song lyrics that isancient zine. if you interrupt me again… Continue reading poem: considerations, 10/3
poem: interview with the musician
millennial miasma, she says my best work is my nostalgia. critic who called the intended readership of sally rooneynovels: the generation spending their student loan repaymentpayouts on turmeric lattes; critic who called the gen z scene frictionless: their "scene" is thespotify algorithm. and I find this oddly appealing oddly sadI am here in the call-out!… Continue reading poem: interview with the musician
poem: choice anxiety
near the resetting i am anxious; i would rather live blinddark box let the books drop one byone into my -- save me dear God from modernity.
poem: october last year
the sleepiness, the adage-of-the-times, the cafe stretched backand the streets in a hollow, in the smell of thesea. he was across from me and very tired, he undidhis shirt -- two buttons, then another -- I caught my breath. it was a polyesterbooth and fries, the racketing openness of the streets he saidreminded him of… Continue reading poem: october last year
the last pavilion 