in an airport. some sort of protest. arrived with a group of people. separated into 2 row blocks, maybe 10 to a row. standing. somehow suppressed, technologically. electricity maybe, although i don't recall any pain. lying on the ground, belly down. waiting there, playing draksouls. act of defiance. standing again. everyone has a screen. i assume ( Read more... )

i've made my life as a wallower ( Read more... )

here is something that i know ( Read more... )

there's no intellectualizing the end of the world
likewise, no fantasizing
it simply is, and will come
in the length of a breath
hold it inside
let it work it's magic on parts you forgot you had
beneath street lights, in mirrors
at the peak of a dream
let it own you, own it
then let it go

harvey dent
all scarred up
charred and gnarled skin
slash sparkling grin
brash, egocentric
now and then
malcontent
masked, unmasked
just half a man
plus half again
cracked

i still smell you when you aren't here ( Read more... )

i don't know if i'll ever believe everything ( Read more... )

there's this little monster, right?
burrowed somewhere between the feelings of jealousy and "i'm just not good enough"
burrowed deep in my chest, in my gut, and still digging
digging and smoking tobacco rolled, pointing fingers
leaving holes in my confidence, and tunnels through my spine
hollowing my spine till i can't stand to stand or
bear the weight ( Read more... )

her eyes were copper coins made dull and darkened in the empty pockets of so many nobodies ( Read more... )

it creeps back in some nights ( Read more... )